It had been three years since Calvin had abandoned the modern world. He had found a natural cave on a mountainside far off the beaten path where he slept. During the days he would hunt for food using his handmade bow and arrows and his crude wood fishing pole.
He didn’t miss civilization, but he worried that civilization would soon find him. So he made a handful of warning signs and placed them strategically along any paths or trails that might lead others to him.
When civilization finally caught up with him, though, Calvin had become more creature than human.
Written for the Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Björn Rudberg