Dakota4

He spent many days there, one after another after another. He wasnt sure if he was waiting for rescue ... or something else. The days dragged on. Long and scorching hot. The nights, cold and terrifying. He heard thing in the dark and stillness, things that didnt sound friendly. He had been able to start a fire in the first week but it went out as he slept and the next day he was to discourged to try again. One night he actualy felt something moving about under the cover of darkness, he stayed very still for fear of it noticeing him. The next day though ... the feeling of being watched ... never left him.

C.T.

He moved about the day and still the felling of being watched never left him.