Hop! We found ourselves lying securely hidden behind the heavy fern leaves on the side of the path. The club-w

Hop! We found ourselves lying securely hidden behind the heavy fern leaves on the side of the path. The club-wielding troll stood right next to us, grumbling under his breath and cautiously examining his surroundings. We didn't move — we didn't even breathe. The troll carefully stepped toward us and froze, listening to the silence of the forest, so close we could have reached out to pinch his filthy leg! The birds were singing, and a snake hissed somewhere in the grass, but we still didn't make a sound. At last, the torturous standoff came to an end — seeing and smelling nothing out of the ordinary, the troll returned to his companions. The storm had passed for now, and the coast was clear!