A Trip for the Lost

I threw the book down that instant and ran outside of the tent. My eyes scanned the blank darkness in hopes of seeing no one, but my senses had picked up the sounds of shoes in the distance. I had dismissed it as a coincidence until I too noticed that our tent was dark green and our food hanging from the tree. “Is everything alright out there, Caroline?” I heard Sarah ask from inside the tent. “What was that?” I quickly responded, not believing my ears. “I just asked if everything was alright”. “No, no, what did you call me?” “Rose, are you okay?” “Yeah, yeah, just go back to sleep”. I walked around the site until I stumbled on the book. I picked it up and once again heard footsteps. I opened the book and proceeded to read: