A story of a Rambler, starts with her looking at her map, in full rambling gear including walking stick. She walks down the roads of Edale, trying not to look nervous. She comes across something that makes her stop in her tracks. She's considering whether she dare go in, but decides against it, too risky. She quickly walks past the church, not looking back. She finally finds the beginning of the walk she'd already chosen, Grindsbrook, the sign states. She looks around, starting to get more nervous, now that she's getting closer. She carries on through the walk, across the bridge, up the stairs, all the while looking behind her, making sure no one's following. Making sure she's going the right way she stops for a breather while she takes in her surroundings. On the move again she follows the paved path, stumbling on the way, always looking behind. She's not met anyone yet though, which seems promising. Picking up the pace, she moves on, through woods, over more bridges and rocky stairs. It seems to be completely deserted, so she's looking around for the perfect spot. There's a valley that could be right, but it's too steep to climb down, so she continues along the path. As she rounds the corner, there's a bit of land surrounded by bushes, slightly uphill, it's perfect. She runs towards it, shrugging off the heavy bag and frantically starts to dig, using her bare hands. Judging the hole to be big enough, she grabs the bag and brings it out, the gun. Looking around again to make sure no one's going to catch her in the act, she quickly slings the gun in the hole and covers it, with the dirt, and anything extra she can find for more camouflage. With it finally done, she grabs her bag and quickly runs away, never to be seen in Edale again.
I hope this is right. I read somewhere on the internet that the treatment is suppose to be a more emotional, story-like, telling of your film. More like what you want the viewers to experience from it, so this is what i came up with ^_^
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