Then I went back to the car because like every decent Briton I always kept a pair of Wellis in the trunk. I changed my shoes for the boots and started off again. It was very hard work, indeed. My progress through the snow was very slow. The flash light did not give much light but it was better than nothing. I turned around but I could neither see my car nor the road, anymore. So, I did the only sensible thing, I walked on. It really seemed that I would not get any nearer to the light. I had been walking for about twenty minutes now. Suddenly, the light was very close and it was some kind of bonfire. "Hopefully, this is not a gathering of some nut case Celtic heathen cult!" I muttered to myself. Would be typical for me to get eaten alive by some fruit cakes. "Though, it'd be exactly the type of luck I always seem to attract." I whispered. There was no other choice but to walk on. So I did it! Meanwhile, I was able to make out people standing in a circle around the fire place, there was no sound but the cracking noise of the blazing fire. Great, just like I hoped. A bunch of Celtic druids! I stood still, observing the scene. Nobody moved but that was not a group of ancient priests. They looked like knights, like soldiers from the middle ages. Wearing helmets and cloaks covering their whole bodies. They leaned on their shields and one of them held a torch in his hands. Everybody was looking down to earth, therefore I could not see any face! I did not see any weapons, either, no swords, no spears! It was an odd view and I argued with myself whether I should disrupt the scene. But for Christ's sake, there was a fire, a hot blazing fire and I was cold, very cold. So, I stepped forward, calling out to the group: "Hello, Gentlemen, is there any chance I could get some warmth at your ...!" I stopped in mid-sentence when the group of soldiers were rising their heads and turned to face me. I swear to God, I never saw something like that before. Where their faces were supposed to be, was only darkness and from the darkness two red eyes were staring at me like hot coals. Shivers went down my spine! I could not move. I stood there with my mouth wide open and felt a fear like never before in my life. Suddenly, I remembered that deep down in my heart I was a coward and the cowardly thing to do was start running, right now. I turned around and began to run as fast as I could in the deep snow. To be honest that was more like a quick walk than a run. Nevertheless, I did my very best to get as much distance between myself and those creatures as fast as possible. I fell down and lost my flashlight but I did not care. I just got up again and continued my flight! I did not even care whether I was running in the right direction, I just run for my life! It was dark, pitch black night! I could not see one thing. I ran and ran! I did not know how long I ran but it seemed the things did not follow me. Not that I did mind about this. No, quite honestly I was glad that they appeared to be the shy sort. Nonetheless, I ran on until I smashed into something ...!