You’re on a hike. Alone. I’m on a hike alone and can’t help myself. I have to take advantage of the solitude and the overwhelming landscape. I think all is clear and get lost in my ecstasy. The breeze feels so good on my body. Suddenly I hear footsteps but it’s too late and our eyes connect. Neither of us can look away. Something tells us we should but we refuse to listen. You step closer. I don’t stop. What’s next? You tell me.