Well hidden, at this particular point in time
the furthest thing from Nick’s mind was any kind
of trouble. This is why he had allowed himself
to fall asleep.
Regardless of whatever plan Nick had in mind, or
how many branches he had piled on top of himself,
quietly the intruder moved forward—closer and
closer to where Nick slept. Several of the
monkeys climbed higher to escape what was about
to happen.
Stopping just an arm’s length away, the intruder
slowly reached out until contact was made.
Faster than the speed of light, from the very
core of his most inner being a bolt of terror
raced through Nick’s soul, almost killing him
from fright—right then and there.
The intruder quickly spoke, “Nick, it’s me,
Rama. Hurry, wake up—don’t make any noise—you’re
in danger!”
