I saw a narrow slash in a tree stump, an arrow on the ground in front of it. As I stared at it images flashed quickly through my mind. I couldn't make them out. They were too blurry, too fast. I sat on the stump with my head in my hands for a minute trying to make sense of my situation. I heard a chirp and looked up. A bird stared at me from a branch of an oak tree nearby. He tilted his head as if he too was wondering what I was doing in the middle of the forest. I sighed and stood up looking around and pondering what to do.