Now, it's just about midnight and you really have to start falling asleep. You try to set your tent,, failing a few times before finally giving up. Instead, you just take out your bedroll and lie down on it, trying to sleep. It's nothing like the luxurious bed with warm blankets you've gotten so used to, quit the opposite; bare, cold and uncomfortable. Even so, you're desperate for sleep, and you persevere for about 15 minutes before waking up again. You try a few more times. Then it starts raining.

You're absolutely soaking wet and looking for shelter under a tree or anything else, but it almost seems like you'll be forced to wake up wetter than water. You manage to get a few hours of sleep, but you mostly stay awake to get a bit warmer. It's barely the start of a new day, and you're exhausted, soaking wet, and quite sleepy. Being able to see things a bit better, you can barely discern a figure in the distance through a few trees.