I think I'd been binging on coke beforehand...

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This was the goal. To reach the top of that hill. That very tall, very steep hill. And to do it inside an hour. Our intrepid adventurer set off from home with nought but a mobile phone, a camera and a house key. She was out of shape though, and by the time she reached the mid-way point she was already dry retching, calves were aching and stomach tangled in a tight knot. She was going to throw up, she knew it. She wished she'd brought water.
She paused for a breather, turning around and snapping a couple of photos of the hills in the distance. Why had she even wanted to do this? Her head felt like it was full of cotton wool, and she couldn't remember. Oh well. She turned and kept on trudging doggedly up the hill. The valley was silent - everyone was either at work or at school - and she wished she'd brought her iPod. Which she would've done, if it had been charged.. Suddenly she came across a road. She had climbed further than the highest house on the hill, and now she had found a mysterious deserted road with some woman walking her dog along it. Since things were getting weird and she was afraid of snakes, our adventurer decided to take one last photo and then start her descent. Needless to say, it was much easier going down than it was going up.

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