Good Became Bad

I walked along the path, shivering at the cold and jumping at even the slightest noise. My feet crunched up the leaves I stepped on, as I tried to be quiet, following what ran in front of me.

"It isn't good to be alone." I jumped at the deep voice behind me and turned around, his eyes were covered in blood and dripped from his eyes continuously. He grabbed on my face and pulled me closer with his hand, I muffled my scream and stared at him in agony.