As I slowly start to wake from my sleep, I am startled by a man staring gazing down on me.
“Who are you? What day is it? Where am I?” I start frantically asking. The last thing I remember is eating an apple. An apple given to me by the sweet, old lady.
“I am Daniel, it is November 14 and you’re in the middle of the Big Thicket forest. I’m out here deer hunting and I saw you sleeping here so I c...
