1st February, 1992
Liang Bua cave
Island of Flores, Indonesia
Christian on one side of the squad’s cross shaped defensive formation saw the form of a tall man move through the shadows just before his eyes at such speed that all he could see was what looked to be a man-like fuzz in the darkness. That was enough to make his trigger finger excited immediately. He squeezed the trigger of his shotgun in the direction of the fuzz and turned some meters to the side, c****d the gun and squeezed the trigger again sending the powerful bullets of the shotgun shattering into the walls of the cave on the far side, he had clearly missed his target but was sure he had seen a person move in that direction. At that same moment just when the booms from Christians guns died down the sound of arrows flying
