It was the kind of desert night they always put in movies, sweltering heat, an obscene amount of humidity, and a storm building in the distance. Lightning rolled over clouds providing only hints of light, otherwise, it was as dark as pitch.
Jenny checked the GPS location on her phone. She was at the coordinates on the invitation, and on time. She still didn’t know who had sent the invitation. Only that it was something she wasn’t certain she was willing to pass up.
So she drove for a few hours and parked. She rummaged in the trunk and pulled out the backpack with the tent, the large flashlight, and her water bottle. She set the second set of coordinates into the phone and took off.
Hiking at night could be kind of creepy, but she was used to it. If you wanted to be at the peak of any
