After supper, they climbed into their tent.

They could hear the stream in the dark. Insects chirped. Something called from the trees, and something else moved in the leaves nearby.

Sophie sat up.

“What was that?”

“I was hoping you knew.”

Cool air came up from the stream. They both shivered.

Sophie reached into her pack and switched on her little light. Wind found his too.

The tent glowed yellow.

Then Sophie saw the shadow of her hand on the tent wall.