Even after a few attempts of shouting for help, the only answered she get was the susurration of the branches and the silent cold breeze passing by her.
She had no choice but to continue going deeper to the maze-like woods.
The time seemed to run quicker than usual, her surrounding started to get a thick fog and much dimmer light. Seraphina pouted as she slumped to the ground —exhausted.
"Calm down, stomach. I can't even use my sense of taste yet you dare—." She grumbles but stopped midway in her sentence.
*RUSTLE*
Though the forest haze started to get thicker and she had a little use of her eyes now, her other senses heightened, thus, hearing a meek rustling sound, she immediately search its source.
For some reason, her body instinctively began to crawl —making its way to the source of the sound.
"Hey, are you sure we'll just leave it like that?"
"Why not? As if anyone can reach this place."
