It's a shadow, that's all. What else could it be? I'm alone. Nobody else will ever know that I'm here. Nobody else will have walked in my footsteps before me. Then again, I could've been positive there was someone- or something- there. That's when I hear it. A rustle. I can feel it's presence, it's very being. And then I see it. Glowing eyes, cutting through the impenetrable darkness like daggers. Staring. At me. And then it's gone. Maybe, I'm delusional, paranoid.
Or maybe, I'm dead.
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Paranoia
General FictionA dark forest. A runaway. A whole plethora of dangers. When Myra finally escapes from the confining walls of her forest tribe, the Kamchatka-Kuri, she ventures further into the forest than ever before. Is she the only fugitive or could there be more...
