Thierry stumbled, and slipped on the steep path leading from the forest. The iced gravel scuffed his bare knees and hands as he tried to break his fall. There was snow, why then did he wear some kind of weird shorts and a - tunic?!
He looked back the way he had come but had no memory of he came here or where he was. His heart drummed an allegro and a weird humming that appeared to come from the trail resonated in his ears. He had dropped a folded slip of paper on which was written a number. A man and two children dressed in winter outfits appeared below him. Thierry scrambled up and towards them.
"Could you please help me and call this number?" Thierry held out the paper, squashed now and blurred from the ice.