Leo Grabowski was terrified.

It's the second time in his life he knew he was about to die.

It was the third night of his backcountry hiking adventure at the Cascadian Western Resort. The first day was bad; with no one to talk with he engaged in lengthy conversations with himself. The second day was better; his mind was starting to settle. He was still feeling withdrawal anxiety from not being around people but when it got bad he'd turn on his cell phone a few minutes to text friends. On the third day he decided to keep his phone off and just listen to the wind, the birds, the squirrels. Dinner tonight would be a treat – a vacuum sealed