I saw her and then she was gone, I heard whispering for me to follow, It only took me a few seconds to decide… My curiosity overrules the urge for me to run home be scared and retreat.
Tasting fear I furiously try to predict the oncoming events. The girl is walking down the corridor of bewildering trees that provide an arch way around the narrow stream. The pure smell of nature taking its course eases my anxiety somewhat. I follow the mystery girl but soon lose sight of her as the mist filters through the trees blocking my view. I've lost her.
