I am awakened by somebody in my tent.

It felt like I had just dozed off, when I realized that I was awakened by a soft shuffling from outside. Of course, it could have been anything; the rustling of the tent in the breeze, a small animal exploring for a morsel of food, the sound of the surf a short distance down the beach. In my state of near-sleep, it was impossible for me to identify the sounds that had awakened me. I sat in the dark and listened intently.

I realized that someone was in my tent with me. I wondered who it could be, hoping perhaps one of the girls had decided to make the first move...but then I was probably still dreaming if that were the case.