Marble Hornets Your POV

P7. The woods

My heart pounds in my head, and I'm nervous. I slowly walk through the woods, following the trail. Everywhere around me, I hear bushes rustling, sticks breaking, and footsteps. Yet, when I look around, no one is there, and it falls silent.

My heart pounds even faster when I hear something running up behind me. I quickly turn around, only to find nothing there.
I decide to put on my headphones, hoping they'll help me feel more relaxed and less scared.

After walking for a while, I come across a random tunnel in the middle of the woods. "Is this where I need to be?" I ask myself. I grab my knife and walk a little further into the tunnel, scanning every spot in search of something.
Halfway through the tunnel, I haven't had any luck finding anything. I look up and see something lying at the end of the tunnel, but I can't make out what it is. As I walk toward the end to investigate, I hear a loud bang behind me, back at the entrance of the tunnel. I see nothing there. "Probably just an animal or something," I tell myself.
When I look back at the end of the tunnel, the object on the ground is gone. I rush to the spot, trying to figure out where it has disappeared to.

"What is that on the ground?" I see something lying in front of me. I pick it up and realize it looks like a tape. "Is this why I had to come here?"

I walk back to the entrance of the tunnel and start heading back to the car. Lost in thought about what could be on the tape, I accidentally walk into someone in the woods.

"Didn't see you there, my bad, sorry," I say quickly and continue walking, still deep in thought.

I can't believe I ran into a random person in such a large forest, especially on a secluded trail like this.
After a while, I make it back to the car and start driving home. However, a few minutes into the drive, I begin to feel quite sick. To avoid any potential accidents, I pull over onto a small side road next to a cluster of trees and an open field.

I rest for a while, hoping to feel better so I can drive safely.

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"What is that sharp light?" I ask myself while looking out the front window of the car. The light becomes brighter and brighter, so intense that I can't see anything. As it gets closer, I start to cough uncontrollably and see blood again. "This is not good."

"Damn it!" I try to start the car, but the engine won't turn over. "Goddammit!" I search for my pills, which I left in the small compartment by the passenger seat. When I open the compartment, the pills are gone.

"I swear I put them in there," I say, beginning to panic as my coughing intensifies. "Maybe they're in my backpack." I rifle through my backpack but find no sign of the pills.

As the coughing worsens and I feel myself starting to black out, I can't help but feel overwhelmed by the situation.

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I open my eyes and barely see anything. "Where the hell am I?" I'm no longer in the car—that much I can feel. The ground beneath me is hard, concrete. I hear loud noises behind me, something big, though I can't see it clearly.

As my vision starts to return, I look around and try to make sense of my surroundings. "Where the bloody hell am I?!" I say, my voice tinged with concern.