~June, 20XX~

You and your friend went to his house to talk about the plan. “So, how long are we goanna be in there.” you ask with a concerned look on your face. “Why? Are you scared you’ll be killed,” he says snickering. You were not amused with how he was acing but you manage to get a chuckle out. “We’ll be in there for about four days,” he assured, “so you don’t have to worry about anything.” You laughed, concerned that he does not know what he was talking about.

Hours later, you get to the spot he chose for you and him. “So here we are,” he exclaims happily, “now I chose this spot because it was the most cleared to have tents and a campfire.” “It’s all right,” you said breathlessly. “Are you sure this is worth it? The adrenalin kick, the exactment,” you question. “You know that I like danger, also please don’t use such big words like adrenalin. You know that I would not be, what is a word that you would use, oh I know, attentive,” he says. You slightly annoyed and wishes that you didn’t agree to this, kept moving to find a place to pitch your tent.

Nightfall came and he went to his tent to sleep, you on the other hand stayed up to snuff out the fire. “He is such an idiot,” you muttered under your breath, “why couldn't he think this thoroughly before he asks. I mean he is a good friend but it’s like he has no brain cells left.” You accidently yelled the last part a bit too loud. You heard a snap making you stand at a complete stand still. You waited a minuet before dashing to your tent for the night. You knew that you would not be able to sleep easily tonight.