I was out camping with my friend. We were just sitting at the fire laughing at something we just said. I was just enjoying this care free time that I forgot we were in the wilderness. I had left my pistol in the tent which could be a big mistake. I was average size and was tone muscled. I had brown hair and blue eyes with ears that some people say look elfish. The fire waved back and forth changing the way it illuminated our faces. I didn't think this time could ever go wrong. Suddenly my marshmallow caught fire and I quickly tried to blow it off. When it was finally out, after relighting almost 5 times, I put it between two gram crackers and watched it smoosh out. Unfortunate I had forgotten the chocolate but it was still good. It was a cool night with a full moon. Not that we could see it with the tree overhead. We had cleared the ground so it was only dirt. The tent was secure because the wind would act up every once and a while. I had a long sleeve shirt on and jeans not only because it was colder out but also to protect me from the mosquitoes.