“Oh.” was all Jack managed to get out. He was confused, curious, mad, and sad. But most of all, he didn’t care.

“Are you okay?” he asked cutting the silence.

Ignoring the question, “What’s your name?” Jack asked. “My name is Kalmen.” he answered.

He stood up and walked out of the hut. Well damn I don’t know what to say.. Jack thought. As soon as he got back he curled up into a ball. He fell asleep in a snap.

Jack didn’t know he was dreaming. He just knew that he was in complete darkness. Come Jack, follow the light. Who was that? He strained to ask the question because his throat closed. Come Jack, be with us. Come, Come! Something grabbed onto Jack’s foot, not letting go. They all were mocking him, laughing at him. He couldn’t get out.

He jolted up with fear. He was still tired, but dared not to sleep again. There could be a chance of him getting stuck in that dream. He stood up and walked towards the shelter. He looked outside the shelter and peaked both ways. No one in sight good. He thought. He got his gear and pulled on his boots. He had to get out some way. He headed out the shelter.

He heard footsteps.

He rushed back to his shelter. He couldn’t risk it.