Well this is different, she thought. She walked this path daily, but this was new. She was a discoverer, searcher if you will. She’s been that way always, it got even more intense after her brother died.

He introduced her to the art of finding random things that are much cooler than they appear. She found use of every piece of broken metal, and old glass bottles throw within the slick leaves.

“Hello?” she called out into the moss covered, castle like walls. She continued walking.

Her nerves were on edge today, every little noise scared her, she heard something scurry past her feet,

“What was that?”

She kept walking, cautiously, through the darkening walled in nature. It looked like someone abandoned a mansion or historical building.

She finally saw light again, her heart slowed slightly, well she didn’t hear it anymore.

She saw it, and him. She knows him, she really does. But, from where? Oh, she wouldn’t remember anyway, she sees so many people in that hospital.