I woke in the middle of the night, to the sound of footsteps. I made my way to the mouth of the cave and placed my self in front of the light, so I didn't attract any attention. In the darkness, I saw some hikers crossing a mountain opposite my cave. I took a pair of binoculars from my rucksack and looked at the group. Thay all appeared to be in reasonably good shape, wearing mostly black and green. Some with robe-type things on. Wierd. There was this one guy, can't have been older than a teenager. He wa shorter than the others, dressed in a pale brown jacket and had long, black hair. Looked like he had bandages all down one leg and one arm. Was he involved in a mountaineering accident up here?
Once the hikers were out of sight, I stumbled back into my cave to attempt once more to go to sleep. I wished I didn't, because I woke up bound, gagged and trapped.