Alex

You're wandering a pine forest on your own, late into the night and figuring to yourself that it's just you out here, all alone. Suddenly, something catches your eye... light. The sun? No, it's too late. Forest fire? No, it's too small. It's a campfire. You quietly approach the fire and peek behind a tree. A small tent, a chopped log, a small travel case, and the fire. "Nobody's here..." You say outloud. "You sure about that" a soft feminine voice says from behind you, along with a knife, placed against the skin of your neck.