The last hit was to much and I felt down into the dust only 50 meters from the camp away. With my last breath I shouted " Hel.....p.... "
Darkness
Suddenly I smell something burning and hear some voices. I open slowly my eyes and a bunch of Homins are watching down to me.
" Are your ok? " asks one of them. Another says: " Give him a bit Stinga-Rum and he will feel better soon."
I took the bottle of rum and was happy to have so many homins around .. *
Don't need a tent, the fire and the rum give me the warm feeling
