The rustle of the forest stirs me in the middle of the night.
I awake to moonlight glowing through the tent.
A quiet falls over everything in a dark velvet wave.
"Wake up," I whisper into the gray light.
No reply.
"Please wake up!" I yell out.
Nothing.
"WAKE UP," I try one last time.
I suddenly hear a muffled laughter.
"Unbelievable!"

"You have a bad dream?"
"No, I just can't sleep. It's too quiet."
No reply.
"STOP THAT."
More laughing.