When a fraternity prank turned terrible, I found myself in a snowstorm on a back road somewhere about four hours from the frat house.
After about an hour into my walk, a nice older man in a beat-up pickup stop.
The horizons were black, so I walked in the tracks in the direction we came.
Worse yet, they didn\'t tell me which way to walk to find the college town.
I had no idea where they left me.
Blindfolded, during the entire trip, I was lost and disoriented when we stopped to let me out.
When a fraternity prank turned terrible, I found myself in a snowstorm on a back road somewhere about four hours from the frat house