I was drenched, head to foot. My sneakers still squeeking along had become some sort of weird rhythmic battle cry of survival. Morning had finally arrived, cool and foggy, but no match for my sweating, determined body pumping at max adrenaline. My goal was now visible, civilization in the distance. I made it through the storm, and now the light is greeting me with her serene morning dew as if her counterpart had not just shred me to pieces through the night.