By the time the fire was going the night had definitely gotten much colder, almost to the bone cold that I really didn’t like. The two of us sat quietly, staring at the flames. Every so often I would toss on another couple twigs and the thin branches I had found. It was pretty obvious that the fire wasn’t going to last the entire night though, not without constant maintenance.

“I’m gonna go look fer more,” I indicated towards the wood and stood up. After dusting the loose sand off myself I pulled my hood up and wandered into the darkness of the night.

I could hear the stiff gusts of wind whistle through the cracks of the rocky shelter we had sequester ourselves in. It was an eerie sound that was hauntingly irrithmic. In a foreign land, unsure where, I couldn’t help but feel my skin crawl in my discomfort. Yet in the distance, it looked like there was some sort of flickering of light.

“Wha?” I questioned aloud as I watched the dot of light swing hypnotically. “Hey! I see somethin’ comin’ this way!”