Tree branches snapped, owls hooted, water trickled and Suzy trembled. The boots on her feet carved blisters into her heels and pinched her stockinged toes. The smell of autumn burned in her lungs.
With every step she took, she swore another star vanished from the sky, leaving her in a wash basin of darkness, drowning, spinning. Blinded.
Her limbs ached, and the cold no longer felt callous, maybe even, it felt inviting.
She was numb- numb and lost. Easily about to dump herself onto the ground and give up.
East was the correct way to the train station, right?
A wolf howled and she ricocheted around the tree line that was barely able to be made out. She knew wolves didn't randomly attack unless they were really hungry- and maybe that was only a myth, a tale to tell kids when their parents didn't want the little ones running off into the woods alone.
When she touched her hand to her face, she couldn't feel the contact. This was bad.
Why hadn't she grabbed a coat on the way out of the house?
At this rate, she'd probably freeze and never be found again. Alive at least. Perhaps her siblings might find her frozen corpse later on. She convulsed at the thought.
In an eerie moan, the owls grew quiet, the howls ceased, and the ground unexpectedly gave way, opening up and dropping Suzy down, her gown catching on a twig and tearing.
She fell, screaming silently, praying in her panic-stricken mind that she would be spared the harsh landing.
A hard patch of grass met her bottom and her hushed yelp was cut off.
Barely was she able to take a solid look around after opening her eyes, before she heard the creak of moving terrain.
The hole in the ground was closing slowly, barely making a noise as it began to connect back together supernaturally.
The air inside her body rushed out and then came back fast. Her eyes closed on the instinct of the brightness she was not accustomed to. Dirt, must and greenery mixed in the aura of this world and filled her nose, she let out a sneeze, covering her mouth as a lady would.
Around her, it no longer was dark out, instead, early morning light shone into her eyes, slightly pricking at her, she pursed her lips, perplexed.
Was this all a hallucination provided by hyperthermia?
Had she knocked her head on something during the fall?
The fall.
She put her hand onto the grass underneath her to steady her trembling body but pulled it back in a quick motion.
Something felt furry.
She slowly, in a shaking manner, looked down to the ground.
It was just noss. Blue moss for that matter.
Suzy shrieked loudly and stood on wobbly legs. Where was she? Her body hurt from the fall and she knew she'd be sore tomorrow, very sore.
Scanning for any signs of life, the forest, as she looked closer, looked to be made from... swaying water, dripping softly onto the grass.
When she moved through the grass and moss beneath her, it rippled like a pond on a stormy day, flowers danced across her feet, petals flickering.
Darkness slunk inside from the once gaping, now much smaller hole in the ground above her. It was closing. Fast.
She had to get out of here now, otherwise, she didn't know if she ever would.
If only she could find something to lift her body a few feet, then, perhaps she could crawl her way to safety.
YOU ARE READING
Fall Through
Romance"She was logical... he was myth..." Suzy O'connel is an A+ student at Beaver Dam College and she's very, very logical. She moved away from home at a young age desperate to get the best schooling and separating herself from the rest of her family. Af...
