A shrill cry echoed in the mist, I could feel the wind pushing against my thin, muscular body. I didn't know where I was, it's like I'm in a world of my own, all alone, in the woods. I come here to get away from the town for a while.. I could hear whispering from behind me everytime I come here. I always wonder what it is, my imagination? Am I hallucinating?. I hear a ring in my ear, that can't be just me hallucinating, somethings wrong. The leaves from the bush rustle "Shit," I murmur.
