I stood up and started limping as fast as possible through the woods. Places were beginning to get darker. The last night had been a lucky one. Any wild animal could have found me and made me its meal. I had to find a place. Worse again, it was going to rain. Heavily.

I limped and limped, ignoring the endless pain in my knee and under my feet.

Heavy raindrops began to fall. I increased my speed. I was week, tired and hungry. The rain began to slightly increase. Soon I was soaked ...