He sat in a little corner all by himself, nursing his non-alcoholic white wine just watching the party. He was waiting for the right moment so he could slip away without being noticed. He was almost yawning. He lifted up his head from his drink to survey the place again and ...whoosh He found himself staring into the most enthralling pair of eyes he had ever seen in his entire life. His world stood rock still in that instant. His breath just caught in his throat and he couldn't breathe. He suddenly got all light headed and giddy. "It must be the wine, it must be the wine," he thought wildly...

"Suddenly, something moved in the under-growth. Raoul was terrified and he stood transfixed to the spot. The gory stories he had heard of huge wild animals tearing and ripping people apart came back to haunt him. He had nothing whatsoever to defend himself with, besides he was too weak. "So this was how he would die?..". " Raoul is on a journey in the desert wilderness. The journey is looking more difficult and impossible to survive by the day. This was not what he had anticipated. He had looked forward to a fun-filled adventure, but now it was beginning to look like he might not survive this...