Terrified

Last night may have very well been the scariest night of my life. Bea and I crawled into our sheisty little bed and tucked ourselves in (aka got inside our sleep sheets and covered ourselves with the hole-filled mosquito net. Moments later, we hear what sounds like rifle shots in the distance. Then, a creature scurries along the wall by our heads. Scared, Bea shines her headlamp along the wall, to find a huge spider. More rifle shots and more scurrying creatures. We both lay there, terrified of our surroundings. Finally drifting off to sleep sometime near dawn, the roosters began to sound their morning alarm and at that point, sleep was a lost dream.