Seeing the river and how it had such clear water that he could even see some fish, Hiro was excited to have found the river. He looked around and, finding nothing dangerous, began to take off his shirt, leaving his phone on top of it. Then, he pulled his trousers up to his knees and slowly stepped into the water.
'Oops, it's a bit cold in the water!'
'Let's see, where are the fish?'
(Watching)
'Here they are!'
'Got it!'
Every attempt to catch a fish was a total failure, as the trout would not let go.
'What the fuck is this, how come the fish is so slippery? At the same time, it's fast... I'll have to be faster.'
'Ha!'
'Gotcha! You won't escape this time...'
He had grabbed a fish, but his joy would not last long. As he picked it up, it went straight for his face, giving him a little smack and sending him sprawling backwards, wetting all over his trousers. A mixture of irritation and resignation overcame him, as he tried to catch the fish again without success, finally tiring himself out.
Agitated, he muttered:
'How is it possible that I couldn't catch anything? What are the chances of this happening?'
'Somehow, I feel like that fish is mocking me...'
Dejected, he added:
'In the end I couldn't catch anything, I just got all wet. I'll have to put my trousers out to dry.'
With no fish caught and exhausted, he gathered his gear and headed for the cave. Before he left, he felt a chill behind him. As he turned around and looked down, he saw three trout and drew a blank.
'At what point did these fish arrive? A miracle or a good Samaritan?'
'These fish are a bit cold? Could it be because of the breeze? It's weird, how can they just appear out of nowhere?'
Grrrrg
'Well, on the bright side, no food goes to waste, even if it appears out of nowhere.'
Hiro thoughtfully hesitated for a moment about whether or not to take the fish. In the end, he grabbed them and loudly thanked the person who had left them. Then he withdrew and walked towards the cave, taking less time than when he went in search of food.
Ahh...
'I'll have to hang up my clothes, but where? I must leave the fish inside first, though.'
'Well, since the above is done, I think that stone is a good place. Decided, that will be the place. Now, how shall I light a fire?'
'How will I do it? I've never tried to light anything on fire... but come to think of it, I don't have any tools.'
Imagining if he would have to light fire with stones as mankind did in ancient times, in that instant he remembered the artefacts he had seen in the cave. He headed inside in search of something he could use to cook the fish.
'There must be something in this pile that can be used.'
'Something similar to a cooker, or a griddle, or something hot enough to cook on.'
Searching through the objects, he exclaimed:
'Wait! Doesn't that look like...? Yes, that's what I'm thinking.'
Finally, he had found what he was looking for. He thought the device was very similar to a portable cooker, though somewhat more primitive, with a sheet of metal and in the middle three red-coloured stones, surrounded by a protruding circle. Next to it was a kind of button.
'Is this a cooker?'
'Its appearance is similar, though somewhat primitive... but it doesn't matter, as long as it works, that's enough.'
He grabbed the fish and reached for some branches to hold them up, making a sort of triangle so that they would be right over the cooker and not burn.
'There... please, it works.'
He pressed the button and watched it light up.
'It lit, yes! Something finally went right, although the flames aren't too strong.'
'I shouldn't complain, it's working and it's cooking my food, but I think it will take a while for it to cook all the way through.'
'All that's left to do is wait.'
It was so long before the sun went down before the fish were fully cooked, but Hiro was already so hungry he didn't care. He turned off the cooker, took the fish, and went into the cave, not forgetting his trousers. He closed the cave, turned on the lights, and looked for a corner where he could sit quietly and eat.
'This fish is too good... although it's also influenced by the fact that I haven't eaten anything all day.'
'That's enough for me. There is nothing better in life than eating and enjoying food.'
Once he finished his meal, he wiped himself with some rags that covered certain artifacts, but without giving it much thought. He mentally reviewed everything that had happened during the day, remembering the walk to the river, until he began to yawn. He prepared to rest, lying down on the ground and falling fast asleep.