With time that passed by and no blanket beneath or around her, Penny could feel the cold sinking into her skin and bones. The deeper they stepped into the forest, the colder it got and so did the color and appearance of the forest change from green to white with the amount of snow that covered the ground and the trees around them.
The forest was deserted and quiet. Not a single soul around them such that it was as if they were in a different world of space and time. Far away from them, an owl hooted. Its hoot echoing in the forest.
"Where is this place?" Penelope asked him, her steps being careful as she placed them on the freshly fallen snow on the ground which left an imprint on it.
"This is a path not far from the village that you once used to live in. The one you used to live in with your mother."
