Nearby, there’s the snap of a twig… You flinch as you hear the rustle of branches behind us. Before you can look around, I slip your alice band over your head and cover your eyes. You aren’t sure what’s happening now but you can’t wait to find out. Footsteps get closer to us. You can hear whispers. It’s men. Maybe two, maybe three—you can’t tell. They seem to be saying hello to me. And then you realise this is all set up....