Six

Morning 0

The Mormo is a Greek vampire who preyed on humans, predominantly children. The creature was written off as a 'wives tale' to keep the bad children in check. It was a form of the boogieman, nothing but a threat to those who dint follow the rules. It however, was greatly feared in some small town and villages were tales of the creature were more prominent than others.

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     The morning I first awoke was warm. I came to, face down in the dirt and leaves. I did not remember falling asleep face down. I rolled over to my back. I was covered in dry leaves and dirt on my front side. I saw white trunks rising up around me. Green leaves rustled quietly in the small breeze, covering the ground with a shy dappling of sunlight. I was in an aspen grove. The forest around me was calm, birds chirping, rodents foraging, and insects buzzing. The ground beneath me was coated in a layer of dried aspen leaves, they crunched as I moved.

I sat up slowly glancing around. Where was I?

The last thing I remembered was falling asleep. I don't remember where I was, or who I was, or how I arrived in this predicament. I tried desperately to remember, it felt as if the answers were in front of me, it felt like I should know this. I had fallen asleep. And woken here. Where had I fallen asleep? If i could only remember... why was this so hard?

I lifted my head gazing around me, my eyes taking in the forest around me. It was calm, peaceful. The serenity was calming.

I took a deep breath. I tried to remember. Something, anything. Nothing revealed itself. The answers seemed to be lurking in the shadows of my brain. I felt a small level of panic quiver through me. I had no idea where I was, how I got here, or even who I was.

I must have been a rather rational thinker, because I was not super alarmed at my situation and stood up. I knew I had to find water, food, and shelter. If I was close to a city I could find all three, even if I needed to join a homeless group, I would be better off, until my memory returned.

I brushed off the leaves from my front. I was wearing a grey cotton t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I wore simple sneakers on my feet. Not the best survival clothing, but it would work for now.

I surveyed my situation. The aspen grove I was in was large, but I managed to see a break in the trees a little ways off. It seemed there was a clearing at one end of the trees. If i could get to the clearing I might be able to see if there were any tall places in my area. I could use them to see if there were any signs of civilization, and find a way to get there.

"This can't be too bad." I said aloud to myself. I was surprised by the sound of my voice. I had expected different I guess.

I pushed aside the fear and doubts swirling around in my head, and began making my way toward the clearing.

As I did so I felt a cool breeze rustle the leaves above me. The draft was refreshing in the warm temperature.

I pushed aside branches as the clearing got closer and I could see the size of the field.

The large expanse of grass was close to a football field long and several wide, with aspen trees on my side and evergreen on the other. The golden grass danced in the breeze. I spotted several birds take off out of the grass. They drove away from my approach and landed further into the field.

I saw movement in the corner of my eye.

I turned quickly, startling a deer. It took off into the pine forest on the other side of the clearing.

I was shaking from the scare. I was on edge. I was thinking rationally, and it seemed like I had been taught some survival things that I somehow remembered. But I was still uneasy.