Four more hours

You let out a yawn not believing how far all three of them was willing to win. Gwen eye balls becoming a shade of deep crimson. Duncan standing up out stretching his arms.

He said to Chris. "I need to go to the bathroom." He turn to Bridgette and Gwen. "Unless one of you want to drink from the tap." The girls unable to respond back to his dickish comment as they try to keep themselves awake.

Chris said. "Okay. You follow him." He point to a man with camera. "Now girls are you ready to sleep yet."

They utter incoherent words. Chris shook his head waiting on the winner.

Gwen head falling back then forward. And finally she fell off her stump into the dirt. Curling into a ball as Bridgette seemingly ready to fall right after her.

But Chris said. "We have a winner."