The forest floors are tangled up with grown-out leaves and bushes, the thickness of the trees making the space darker and scarier. A cold breeze comes and goes from time to time and Micah fights down a shiver.
Severo's shoulder brushes against her as they walk through the narrow mud path through the woods, it is the only gesture that stokes a blaze of warmth inside her, killing the dread chilling her blood.
Roaming around a deserted, dark forest feels like a stone in her gut. No matter how hard she tries to calm her nerves, it is still weighing her down. The stories of wandering ghosts, and demons who eat people who get lost in the forest emerging up from the piles of her childhood memories.
Micah hears giggles and whispers from between the trees but she blames it on her fear. It is all her mind playing tricks on her, she chants that to herself without moving her lips.
