Of course those stupid Black Riders followed us when we left Bree.
The following evening, we approached this big hill thing with stone ruins on top.
"This was the great watchtower of Amon Sul," Strider said. "We shall rest here tonight."
A couple hours later, we stopped in a little cave near the top of the hill. We started to get settled in when Strider unwrapped four short swords from a bundle and gave them to us. "These are for you. Keep them close. I'm going to have a look around. Stay here."
He disappeared for a few hours. It slowly started to get dark, both from night and from storm clouds. Frodo dozed off.
While he was asleep, Merry, Sam, and I decided to start a fire and make dinner.
"My tomato's burst," Merry said.
"Can I have some bacon?" I asked.
"OK. Want some tomatoes, Sam?"
"What are you doing?!" Frodo asked.
We didn't know he'd woken up.
"Tomatoes, sausages, and nice, crispy bacon," Merry said.
Sam said, "We saved some for you, Mr. Frodo."
Frodo ran over, screaming, "Put it out, you fools! Put it out!" He started to put the fire out.
I said, "Oh, that's nice! Ash on my tomatoes!" I was hungry.
Apparently the three of us were also stupid. We heard one of the Black Riders screaming. We looked outside the cave and saw five of the Riders start to come up the hill. Frodo herded us up some stairs to the ruins.