it was dark.
snow was falling on the frozen snow covered ground,
the clouds from which the snow was falling covered the moon and the stars.
there were no visible paths through the trees.
a man walked through the snow.
he was lost.
he kept putting one foot in front of another.
he was cold and hungry and almost dead.
he heard a sound off to his left.
not that close, but not that far off.
a bear?
yes, he thought, it sounded like a bear.
at this time of year, the bear would be hungry.
i hope i die before the bear eats me, the man thought.
i would rather be eaten dead than alive.
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