Through The Doorway Book One: Lost Souls

Dead Trees Don't Move Do They?

"Cerberus where are you? I want go home now!!!"
the fain echo of Angel's voice seemed rattle around in my head sending shoke waves of adrenaline through my body this is probably one of those rare times you would see me be athletic. I ran towards what I thought was the direction of Angel's voice finding her was the only thing keeping me going, I was tired and my body was wet and cold; and started to weigh me down.
"I have to find her"
repeatedly saying this in the hope I would not just give in and collapse in heap on the gentle inviting moss covering the ground.

"CRACK!!!"
Lightning hit a tree to my right; all at once the tree cort a light and come crashing down. I tried to force myself left to avoid collision with tree but it was to little to late, the tree struck like bricks on impact (fortunately I had moved away enough to only get hit with a bulky side branch and not the actual tree otherwise I might have been a pancake).
The impact to my head was dizzying I continued to stagerly run in a zigzag
"I guess is is one the plus sides to not feeling pain"
I laugh but with no humor
"I have to find her I can't go home without her!"
I cry tears burning my frozen face.

I had to have been paying that little of attention; so lost in thought that I didn't realize the extremely, noticeably steep drop I just ran right off the edge of
"Shit"
was all I had time to get out. I hit the gound violently with a
"CRACK!"
"I don't want to know what that was." I think while gravity dragged me down hill, I scraped it dangerously close to several trees and bolders before my body came to a rigid hult. I layed there for what seemed like hours it was probably only a few seconds but it felt like a long time

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Ater some consideration I decided I could not lay there and die, my whole body was num, I could not feel a thing, ensuring that the task of getting up was going to be an mission in itself. Sighing loudly I pushed my face from the damp ground, by now the heat of the storm had past leaving only a sprinkle of what had been earlier, getting to my knees I stare in shock at large tree that looked like it was dead, burnt even it was the same tree I had sheltered from the lightning under

"But how?"
I my voice dry and horse
"there is no way I could of ended back at this tree again no way... tree don't... move...do they? especially not dead ones ... what am I saying trees don't move at all."
This tree more so then all the rest was the most threatening most intimidating of them all. The tree had a mysterious air around it and not the good kind either. I struggle to get to my feet I was worn, and just wanted to find Angel and go home, I would probably cop it from father for losing his Angel but I could deal with that I didn't really care what he says anyways. I just need to find her because she is all I have, I can't lose her.

"Angel"
I try not to sound sarcastic to no success sarcasm just seemed to be my normal tone.
"It's not like I am going to get an answer anyway."
I silently scolded myself for trying such a useless tactic, when I heard a "SLAM"
such as the sound when a door is slamed, I have had plenty of doors shut in my face to know what that sounded like.

I ran around the tree to where I heard the noise generally wondering what a door is doing in a forrest anyway. When I got around the thick tree my blood went cold; there in front of me was the the blue brick path. I wanted so badly to smash this path with something and make it go away. The anger boiled up in side of me."It was its fault I lost Angel in the first place"
I angerly murmur to myself. but I forced my body to follow the path to where it may lead in the hope to find Angel, it led straight in to the dead burnt tree. There at the base of the tree was a small door only big enough for a small child to crawl into.

I nelt down face to face with the wooden door it was a pretty door too with carvings of birds and flowers and a oddly placed redback spider  carved into the center of the door. Running my fingers tips across the carvings I notice a glimmer of silver peep out from the dancing grass; it clicked I gently pulled the trinket from the grip grass the fought for ownership. The tic tic tic chimed from the pocket watch I continued to pull thr rest of the chain from the grass when when the chain came to a sudden stop it was stuck in the door. I pulled to no avail the chain would not  come free.

"You have to open the door to get it out you know."
I familiar but distant voise sounded in the outer edges of my mind. I reached for the door handle decorated with a shiny spider web pattern, as I grasped the handle the sinking feeling in my chest only growing.

"Don't open it!!!"
Another voice screeched in the back off mind it sounded closer then the other one and had a more threatened tone it also must think the door is bad.  But none the less I push the voices to the side and muster the strength at the door handle was rusted and was talking some effort to open; opening the door just crack I freeze waiting for what ever might be down there to come get me, but there was nothing a minute pasted and still nothing all that threating for nothing. A large sigh escapes my mouth only this time it is a sigh of relief.