Three friends entered the forest. Each were adults, the eldest 21 and the youngest 19. They were lost, and had no idea how they managed to end up here. They began with a catch up at the park, and after taking one turn into a wooded area, here they were in an ancient forest.
Alex led the group. He turned left to right and frowned. He was tall, pale lanky, but had the confidence of a champ. He jostled his thin blond hair and said
"Fuck were lost." He was 21 and wore ill fitting clothes with the cover of some retro science fiction book on it.
Blake stood behind him, letting out his frustration on a near by rock. He was not fat, but wasn't on the skinny side either. He had dark hair, and a scruffy beard; he still suffered the patch beards of youth. His clothing was overly formal.
The third was Jaco, the shortest and youngest of the group at 19. He wore a pair of shorts shorts and a oversized shirt.
"I'm sorry guys, I don't know where we are." Alex said. "We're lost."
"How are we lost? It doesn’t make sense" Jaco said.
"It does, but I’m sure you'll figure it out." Blake replied, giving Jaco a light knock to the back.
"Well let's just get the hell out of here!" Alex exclaimed.
They continued walking.
They walked and walked until their legs ached. They stopped, looking around the area. It was getting dark now, and they were exhausted.
"Who's with me?—I say we build a fire and hunker down for the night,” said Blake.
You alex and Jaco agreed. Soon they began starting a fire, which took far longer than the movies had taught them. Just before the sun began to slip away, they all sat down.
"So," said Jaco.
"So" replied Alex, seeming a little down. “What are you thinking about Jaco?"
“Nothing. Just starving. I saw some berries earlier, but it’s getting dark. Plus I don’t know if they’re safe to eat.”
Blake said nothing, and instead focused on the setting sun. Eventually, as the streaks of sunlight faded, and the glowing ember of the moon began to rise, Blake sat up straight.