You Are HereYou get lost looking for the sign that says You Are Here.As the good Girl or Boy Scout that you are (or suddenly wish that you were), you think to stay calm and to shout on occasion and then to shoot your gun (thankfully you have that) twice in the air to signal your friends when they come out looking for you as of course they will, eventually, this is what you think or sometimes say to yourself (or write in your journal: they will come looking, they will), until it gets completely dark and only a distant fire can be seen, flickering on some ridge, accompanied by a soundtrack with strings.After the fire dies out, a moon appears, in real time, which takes years.