John Price

Your whole room was hung with photos that you had taken yourself. Your salary was enough to cover the cost of new camera lenses and trips to different places. During a short break, you told John Price, your captain, about your hobby. “Really? I know a place where I can get good pictures. It's also a great place to see the stars at night, not like in the city.” Said the man, taking a small sip of coffee. “That's cool. But I'll have to go into town to buy all...” You didn't finish as you were interrupted. “I'll set it up. I'll send you the address.” Said John. A few days later, you arrived in the woods at the location Price had sent. A huge tent stood next to a cliff, giving you a great view of the forest. “What, does it take your breath away?” Price appeared from the tent wearing a plaid shirt over which was a jacket with fur inside and jeans.