Ever wonder what would happen if you couldn’t get the zipper to open on your tent?
Stuck, trapped inside.
What if none of the zippers move?
The air unable to blow through any of those flimsy windows.
Suffocating desert heat making breathing inside your all weather, temporary shelter unbearable…
Did the zippers lock in place?
Did the safety features turn against you? Manufacturer defect?
Or was this done to you on purpose…?
Has someone been watching you…?
Eyes watching you set up this tent.
Eyes filled with hate that you are invading this space.
Eyes watching you leave on that hike so they can creep in and “fix” those nasty zippers of yours…
You had a knife.
That would solve your dilemma.
Seems to be misplaced.
That’s a shame.
Maybe you could scratch or claw your way out of that increasingly hotter and hotter tent.
You didn’t want to stay in a campground.
Oh no, you thought you could just drive onto my land and set up…
But see, I don’t like you.
I don’t like you “camping” in my desert.
I don’t like the noise you make.
You shatter my silence.
I don’t like the trash you leave behind.
I don’t like how you behave out here.
So I’m going to make sure you don’t come back.
Campers go missing all the time.
You will be one more statistic.
They will find you eventually I’m sure.
At least parts of you…
Might not want to build that fire so close to a tent you won’t be able to get out of.
Don’t you know you can get in to a lot of trouble for not putting out a campfire properly?
…and you don’t seem to have water anymore.
Oh hey, if you do happen to manage to find a way out of your malfunctioning tent…
Go ahead, hike your way out.
I have not trained my dogs to hunt down anything moving in the desert.
No, I fed them a week or so ago.
They are fine and would be more than happy to help show you the way out.