Carlos made peace with the fact that he was about to die. The wolves were circling around him. I never really had a chance - he thought not against twenty wolves. But he was proud of himself for how well he had managed with what he had. He closed his eyes and began to recite Psalm 23. "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death..."
Suddenly he heard a woman calling his name. "Carlos!" she shouted. He recognized the voice. It belonged to Crystal. What is she doing here? - wondered.
"You can do it!" she shouted. "I know you can! You are the strongest person that I have ever known!"
Is that true? - he wondered. He opened his eyes. The wolves were closer than ever, but they suddenly seemed like less of a threat than they had a moment ago, and as he got to his feet, he continued his prayer: "I will fear no evil... for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me…."
