[center][b]We're Not In Kansas Anymore, Toto[/b][/center]
Jamie looked around, noticing that he had nothing. NOTHING! Not even clothes! Well that isn't a pleasant awakening, to be sure! At least he had a good rest the night before. The man hid, naked from a few individuals he saw coming his way. All three men had long black hair, and were Natives. Not just Native, but OLD Natives. They weren't in modern clothing, and Jamie didn't think he was on any reservation or anything. At least, he didn't think he was. He was still reeling with confusion as the men were suddenly alerted by Jamie's inadvertent rustling in the bushes. 

Each of the three hunters pointed their bow at him behind the bush, he could mysteriously tell what they were demanding him to do. Angrily, the three men's bows were nearly going to fire, before the man, embarrassed, covered himself as best as he could with branches and emerged. All three of them looked at each other, and laughed. 

Jamie sighed. This was going to be a long day.