Surviving The Game

Thomas Lake: He crawled from the woods Sunday afternoon, wet and muddy, crazy with thirst, covered in scratches from shin to scalp.



When he got to the hospital they mocked him, he said. They laughed and made jokes. They found his story very hard to believe.



Most people would.



Most people would narrow their eyes if you told them you'd been running through the forest for the past 36 hours while drug dealers fired arrows within inches of your flesh.



But the man swears it is true. He insists that he spent last weekend being hunted for sport.



"I was begging for my life," he said Monday, holding back tears.