The Forgotten Chapters - Phan

Chapter 5

Phil's house seemed like a good idea. Phil's mum would've let me stay there. She also seemed to enjoy making me and Phil hot chocolate in the middle of the night. But then I remembered I'd have to walk there. It was a terrible excuse as to why I shouldn't go to Phil's house but it was the best thing I could come up with to tell my self. I've never been one for exercise anyway, especially when the world is spinning around me, sending my aching body all over the place. The night was dark with an eerie silence filling the thin air. A cooling chill lay over the town making the dull roads seem special and the pools of golden lights dotted in the sky seem magical. I wasn't exactly sure where I was going, but as long as my heart was beating and the air was filling my lungs, I couldn't care less.

I'd been walking for all of two hours when I came across a thin metal fence. Beyond the fence was a myriad of trees. Or a forest as I suppose it is more commonly known as. Either way, it seemed like a nice and secluded place to take refuge for at least one night. Slightly off centre along the fence was a tall gate that, when I leaned on, swung back with a noisy creaking sound. 'Not at all terrifying' I thought.

The grass squelched as I walked through the forest of identical trees with the odd bird landing in one every now and then. After what felt like a year of walking I came across a clearing surrounded by fallen trees that were overgrown with weeds. It was most likely used by local scouts as a fun little place to camp for a few days. By one of the logs, there was a pile of sticks which only furthered that idea. The ground was surprisingly comfortable when I laid back, resting my head on my rucksack. It was peaceful to say the least. Well, maybe it would be more pleasant if the birds learnt to keep their beaks firmly closed for more than a minute. Here, the dark sky was hidden by an assortment of grey clouds which were looking rather sorry for themselves. The setting was something only to be seen in tranquil movies that no one ever watched. Well, that's a lie. I watched them.

Inner voices in my head overpowered me as my eyes fluttered shut.

Well, this is just great. Well done Dan you've really gone and done it now. Do you even know where you are? If you weren't such a pathetic let down you would never have got into this mess. Oh well, it's your own fault.
Besides,
No one would miss you

I knew the voices were really just my thoughts, not actual people themselves but I still cowered away from my mind in fear of coming across them. Sometime later though the birds decided to stop shouting at me which left me with only the crickets. They clearly weren't that loud as I hadn't even noticed them while the birds were still chirping. Crickets were rather pleasant anyway. Shuffling around the ground, I tried to get comfy. It didn't work. Instead, I slowly fell asleep where I was. On the cold, damp, ground. Before I drifted off completely, one last thought came to mind. Phil.