Walking past the familiar path that no longer seemed to be threading with the tendrils of a vine, Samantha's gaze lingered on the wall where she had caught sight of the green growing vines, but now that she was staring at the wall up-close, it didn't look like a place where any vines could grow on as the walls were made of hard concrete, yet she couldn't help decipher the sudden mishaps cause she knew exactly what she saw, not once, not twice had she seen it.
Moving her skeptical gaze to the long shadowy path ahead of her, Samantha wasn't ready to believe it was just her mere imagination and began walking down the path, as if she could sense something was over there, she could feel it, but she could also feel it drifting away whenever she came close.
