Maurice stretched his arms above his head. "Oh, hours, usually. Sometimes all night." He paused and leaned back toward the backpack. "I did bring snacks."

Something off in the woods screamed and Maurice paused to listen. The scream was joined by another. And another--a chorus. Coyotes. Something strange was in their woods and they didn't like it.

"Now what's got into them..." Maurice leaned back up and stared off into the dark trees.