Boy Meets D.Evil

1.4

I spilt red wine over my phone and it didn't charge properly for two days 

Moral of the story: be careful when you drink cause red wine is expensive man

Turn around? 

I just hope it's one of the guys pulling a prank on me, a really bad one. 

I'm bathing in cold sweat and barely swallowing my saliva. If it weren't for the note I'd be asleep by now. My eyes are bloody red, burning from the lack of sleep but this is keeping me wide awake and alert. I won't find out what's behind me if I don't turn around, and I'll have to leave my room eventually, there's no point in being a statue for the rest of my life. 

Slowly not to reveal the surprise too soon, I turned around and sat on my bed, dumbfounded. I rubbed my eyes in an attempt to create the picture of my room again. Familiar white walls turned into tall trees, the floor is covered in leaves and the ceiling is gone, exposing the night sky above my head. 

Why...

Why am I in the Wood? 

I took a long deep breath to calm down and opened my eyes again only to be met with the same scenario. The cold breeze confirmed that I'm not imagining things but actually in the middle of the Wood. I'm pretty sure I was at home, have I really gone mad already? The only solution that came to my mind was finding a way out, staying here for the night or waiting to randomly return to the warmth of my bed is too risky. But... where do I go? Everything looks exactly the same as if someone made it like that intentionally. Hopefully, I run into something soon to let me know whether I took the right path. 

Only trees and darkness are around me. I can't tell for how long I've been walking but I'm slowly getting tired and need a short break. I leaned on a tree and pinched my arm so hard it left a dark bruise on my pale skin. To my disappointment, nothing changed. I'm still stuck in the middle of nowhere without a way out. Just as I was recollecting myself, I heard leaves rustling behind me as if someone's approaching. The second I turned around it stopped. Still facing the source of the sound, I took tiny careful steps backwards to make sure I'm hearing only my footsteps. I bumped with my back into something and let out a gasp before turning to see who's behind me. It's... a tree. Well of fucking course it is, I'm in a forest after all. When my heart returned to its' normal pace, I set a course and continued walking. 

For a while, nothing unusual has happened. My walk was mostly peaceful, eerily quiet and neverending. That is until I heard someone running towards me and picked up my pace without thinking. This must be a nightmare, it can't be real. Nothing makes sense, I can't think straight or keep this going. A sharp, cold sensation shot through me when I heard a female voice call out my name. I stopped confused, worn out and tired from this mental torture, my breathing is everything but normal and stable. Honestly, I don't even care anymore what happens next. 

No one's around, who could it be? Am I hearing voices now?

Fuck, I'm going insane. Girly chuckling echoed through the Wood while familiar ice cold hands caressed my cheeks. My lips are glued together and feet stuck on the spot. If I turn around one more time I'm gonna get dizzy from spinning so much, moreover, I'm not brave enough to see who's behind me. A black, silky ribbon covered my eyes. I immediately ripped it off and stared at it in shock. How the fuck... I looked up and met a pair of ruby red eyes, now with yellow circles around pupils. The rest of the face helped me connect the dots and recognize the face from the picture. The face that stared at us through the window. It's the girl we saw on the picture and the one that told me to run. Her creepy eyes are a total opposite of her feminine, attractive facial features. Also, the fact that she appeared in front of me out of nowhere numerous times is setting off alarms in my head and telling me to run for my life. I took a step back when she pushed me before I could run. I closed my eyes and expected to hit the ground with a bunch of leaves covering it. Instead, I fell on something much softer. My bed...