I was making my way through the woods and the green spiky leaves. Luckily I had enough water and food to feed myself in case I would be stuck in the tropical forest for the night. I didn’t fear I’m used to the job. I only fear wild animals, especially poisonous animals. I am in Africa, an unexplored area. I was walking from 3 hours few stops. I have made a schedule: walk from 8 o’ clock in the morning till 8 o’clock p.m. And stop for a rest every 3 hours. I was resting and I heard some slow cracking sound and I saw something green and slimy. I know what it was, a snake or even worst a cobra, a very poisonous snake. I stand still as it said in a book; I didn’t know what else to do. I ran the opposite thing that I was supposed to do. I knew it was following me. I left my bag on the way, maybe he could have been attracted by my bag with food, but he didn’t. I felt the pain I knew it was the end… I saw a lake and tried to reach for it, when I noticed it was black, it was polluted, it was my end…