Deathly Forest
Walking during a warm, damp winter’s day, deserted Amazonian forest road, surrounded by Blood Wood and Dynamite Trees, trunks dripping blood red sap. A mysterious hitchhiker comes out of nowhere, with long fangs dripping blood from his mouth. I now see human bones littered on the side of the road. A putrid smell fills my nostrils, so horrible it makes my stomach form knots. Moving shadows lurking in the darkness, drawing ever so close. A loud hissing sound comes near.
Fear envelopes my being. My mind says, “RUN!”, so into the darkness, I scurry. I come across a massive cave made of fallen tree branches. Strange, eerie noises emit from the dark void inside. A dark, shadowy figure shows itself standing in the creepy cave. Two ruby eyes pierce the darkness and start approaching. My cerebrum races with fearful thoughts, and flight takes hold of me. Running further into the forest, breath leaves me. Needing to catch my breath, I stop. At that moment, I feel adrenaline coursing through my veins. Once breath is regained, through the pitch-blackness of the deep forest, I see lights. The lights look warm and welcoming. Before I know it, I am drawing nearer. I feel similar to a moth attracted to the flame.
A log cabin with amber lighting stands out, with moving shadows looming about. Walking towards the cabin, a strange and ominous feeling overwhelms me. Upon reaching the door, I knock, but no response, and the silhouettes inside vanish. Clutching the cold rustic door knob, I enter. Inside are Red brocket deer heads with sanguineous antlers. As I curiously walk around inside the cabin, a petrifying lady appears in front of me, a dreadful, anthropophaginian woman with a menacing grin.
In the silence of twilight, a murky and threatening ghoul lurks within my subconscious, its presence stifling and suffocating, like an antagonistic force that refuses to dissipate. It haunts me relentlessly, obsessing my every thought and stealing my peace of mind. “At last, you have arrived,” says the malicious host as she locks the door behind me. Shrieking and moaning sounds of torment are now all one can hear, echoing through the forest from the sinister cabin.
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