Our Backpacker Deaths

To mark Friday the 13th I thought we would get a little ghoulish and imagine the ways we might meet our ultimate end. Sitting in the dark at 3am typing by candlelight during yet another power cut it is easy to imagine I’m going to suffer at the hands of an axe murderer, but with no companions around to suggest we split up I can’t be in a scary movie and am probably safe.

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