Shadow Cursed

Chapter 4: The Threat

My head hurt as I woke up back in the hospital room. I sat up, and looked around the room. He had abandoned me, left no sign he was ever here. The sun was shining through the window and the birds were chirping outside. There was no snow falling like it was in the forest.

Was that all a dream? The pain in my head reminded me it had happened and I was there. I looked at my arms and legs where I was attacked, but no scars remained. They must of healed. But where was I? To be in a place but not in a place at the same time. I recalled reading something about it at the library when I was hiding there, but what did the book say. Something about there being realms and it was possible to be in between two realms. But realms couldn't exist. But how was it possible, if they did? All the questions made my head hurt more and I doubted the stranger would ever want to see me again after that show I put on. The farther I had stayed away from him the better. He smelled like danger and death.

I wanted to go back to that wintry place. I wanted to see Anna again, she was a part of my past, a past I didn't remember. A part of me longed to be in that forest, liked I belonged there. The sensible part of me told me to stay away from fairy tales and stick with reality.

I ran through the facts of who I was and what was going on, over and over again in my head. First, I was adopted. Second, my parents are dead, as I was told shorty after the adoption. Third, I was just a normal human. Though I was started to doubt it now. And fourth, that was all some hallucination from the medicine and pain killers I was on. The accident did happen, unfortunately killing my best friend but I got lucky and survived. I did not see angels that gave me a choice of to die or live. The more I spoke to myself, the more crazy I sounded. Maybe I should go to a mental hospital after this traumatic event.

In mid thought, a piece of paper falling through the air caught my attention. Getting up and picking it up off the ground I read it slowly, "WE'RE COMING FOR YOU." Looking around no one was here still, the paper felt heated and I dropped it before it burned me. As it fell through air once more it burned to ashes and the ashes disappeared before reaching the ground. I felt an unwelcome presence pass by again. It didn't linger this time and quickly left.

Who was coming for me? How was I any kind of threat. Could I trust anyone with my secrets, if I told anyone they would think I lost my mind completely now. If only he would protect me, surely the stranger in the dream knew what was happening to me. But how would I get in contact with him again.

Thoughts clouded my mind as I felt tired. Overthinking, that was something I had always done when stressed. I just needed to sleep it off, and I would be fine. My mind slipped off into another world far from here, and away from the winter forest.