As you start walking back toward the ranch, you notice the trail seems very different than you re-member it, though of course moonlight can play tricks on your eyes. But you suddenly realize you are not walking on the trail at all, but on what seems to be a dried-up river bed. You hurry back to the cave entrance.

You look around you and realize the whole landscape has changed. While you were in the cave, torrents of water have washed out the trail; yet there is not so much as a puddle left. You shiver. It is cold, much colder than it should be at this time of year. You take a jacket out of your backpack and put it on, but you are still freezing.

At least the world about you seems brighter. It's getting light in the east The sun will soon be up. You look at your watch. It has run down, though you round it only a few hours ago. Nothing seems io make sense anymore.

You know you should get back to the ranch as quickly as possible; yet somehow you feel the only way to change things back to the way they were is to re-enter the cave.