My first priority was to assess my surroundings, but I had no idea what to do. I was a regional manager at a paper company, not a survivalist. I was alone in the forest, in shock, without resources. "What do I do?" I talked to myself. "Oh I don't know Michael, what do you do?" "I don't know Michael, what do you expect me to?" I constantly talked to myself like that. I couldn't be alone, but my conscience and my other personality was nearly clouding my mind and distracting me from actually accomplishing my goal. But, I yelled at myself, "Michael shut up, you're useless!" I was driving myself insane in this nearly endless forest. I looked around everywhere and all I saw was trees and leaves, but still no exit from this completely open prison. But yet still, hours passed with no luck finding anything. I walked around, seemingly walking in circles. I constantly had the lingering feeling that I ended up in the same place I started in, with the familiar rocky face of the mountain seeming to pass by me each