It took forever for her eyes to adjust in the fog. She stood in the middle of a forest, far from where she was supposed to be. It wasn’t clear to her why she was even there in the first, it wasn’t clear how she had even gotten there. Her last memory was sitting down at the party, then all of the sudden her eyes were having a hard time seeing because of all the fog in front of her.

The trees swaying did not make her feel any comfort. They caused this sound that made her look in every direction with every noise that was made, and it was happening often.

Then there was the animals, God she hoped they were just deer, or something nice like that. There were shadows, they seemed like they were surrounding her, but to keep her mind straight she just said they were nothing more than animals, but deep down, she was even more worried.

“Everything is okay. We’re going to get out of here.”

She kept walking through the forest, hoping she was heading out of it. It was cold, and she was feeling the full effect of the cold. She did have a jacket on, but it was thin and was more for style than to keep her warm. She hadn’t planned on being in the forest late at night, or she probably would have dressed a bit warmer.

It was late fall, all the leaves had fallen from the trees. Which added anothe anxiety filled experience to her journey. Each step either caused her to to freak that it was someone else, or also caused her to freak because it was alerting whoever else was in the forest with, as much as she hoped it was no one it was getting clearer and clearer. The fog was spreading, literally, but it seemed that she was not alone.

It finally hit her. She looked straight forward, meeting her company. It was a mystery, whatever it was. Whoever it was. She could not tell much, besides for that did not want to be discovered, they wore a large jacket and something that completely covered their head and face.

They had obviously seen her too, and instead of coming after her, they waved for her to follow them, the hidden figure. Then they turned away and kept walking, which took them down the hill. They disappeared going down the other side of what seemed like a path.

She was terrified, how could she of not been? But it seemed like if she was getting out of here alive , her only choice was to follow them. They’d had plenty of opportunities to murder her already, so what was the harm in following them know?