Karla knew from the first it was a stupid idea. Her little sister Ilisabith has convinced her to go get her some water from the river and Karla agreed. She got her compass and went there alone, at night, without the leader, without a flashlight. The moment she was ten meters away a squirrel snatched the compass from her hand and ran away. She was alone, afraid, cold. She was shivering as she looked at the sky. She knew that if she waited a bit more the sun will rise.

She knew that by her heart, but her mind dissagreed completely.