Lost or found? a history of earthquake behavior
"What if all of California fell into the ocean and when we drive down the mountain we see the ocean?"
We spent the rest of the day building grass huts and pretending like the world had ended and we would have no reason to leave the mountain and we'd better start preparing for life as we now know it. We took a long hike with the guitar and played some music on the side of a mounting while sitting on a nice sized rock and pondering life and how it felt for each of us to be the last members in humanity not destroyed by the earthquake. It was strange how it all seemed so real after pretending so realistically so we decided to head back to camp.
While sleeping in the tent one of my friend's said they heard a wolf rustling around outside and we told him to shut up and go to sleep, he kept saying....
"There is a wolf out there and now I know it's true because he just laid up against me from outside the tent"
We told him now he has nothing to worry about so both of you shut up and go to sleep he will leave in the morning.
We made our way down the mountain and stopped at every campground trying to find his owners and were ready to give up thinking we could take him down the mountain where we could call the phone number on his tag and go from there. The last campground we came to we finally found the owners and they were so happy. Sure enough he ran off after the earth quake and sure enough the reason he would not answer to his name Seeaca was because Seeaca was not his name, it was the animal shelter to be called in case he was lost. We all felt pretty foolish but happy for him being safely with his happy owners. I don't know if he would have survived if he hadn't found it and we all felt pretty proud that we braved the trip deep into the wood despite the Blair Witch Project fear. We took some time to make some cool decorations to leave in the forest for the next lost campers.