Carlos made peace with the fact that he was about to die. The wolves were circling around him. I never really had a chance - he thought not against twenty wolves. But he was proud of himself for how well he had managed with what he had. He closed his eyes and began to recite Psalm 23. “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...”

Suddenly he heard a woman calling his name. “Carlos!” she shouted. He recognized the voice. It belonged to Crystal. What is she doing here? ...