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You choose to cross the stream and head into the woods… you are immediately lost, especially when you can’t hear the water from the stream anymore. You immediately regret your decision as the hours pass. The sun starts to set and you are getting cold. You check your pack you are carrying and see flint, a piece of metal for making sparks, blanket, hammock, five rations and three apples. You are grateful for the food… but it is the cold that is getting to you. You grab the blanket and wrap it around you as the walk through the darkening forest hoping for some eventual light. You have to stop at some point and wrap yourself tightly as night takes the forest. You hear the sounds of animals in the distance… and are sure you are going to perish… you fall asleep… when you awake.:. You are not in the forest. You are in a soft bed with warm blankets. You are sweating and feel hot… and hear yourself cough violently. You feel terrible but awake with a start taking in your surroundings. A bowl of soup steaming on the nightstand next to you.