i was walking down a dirt road one summer eve, it was dark and only the moon could guide my way. i could hear the violin of the night play in the backdrop.i knew i was kept company by the eyes peering from inside the woods.this had been like any other night though, where i would walk home from my neighbor's house. so why all the sudden was I uncomfortable and had this anxious rush to walk faster? when i decided maybe its not so safe to walk as slow as i was going, a man of tall stature appeared in front of me. i couldnt see his face, it was hidden in the tree's shadow. but his right hand reached out to touch my shoulder. i could feel the bones through the thin layer of skin. a light chill swept through my hair. he stood there for a few minutes. then in a low raspy voice he spoke, " its not as bad as it looks," i gazed at him with puzzeled confusion, "what's not as bad as it looks?" "this forrest with eyes that watch you when you think your alone" he spoke once more,"its time you see what secrets they keep." For the first time i was really unsure and somewhat afraid of this. i didnt know who this man was, where he came from, and what hes going to do after hes got me in the woods. but as i had no choice i followed him in. the leaves on the damp floor cracked as we trampeled through. my heart was racing as if i had just finished running a mile. it felt darker than the average night. after walking ten minutes or so i stopped to get my breath. " where are we going?" he didnt answer, he just kept walking. 15 minutes later we came to a clearing and he stopped. he started feeling around the air as if he were looking for something. then his fingertips disappeared and then his hand! a ray of light came pouring out of this hole he had opened in the sky. as soon as he had opened it enough for a mammoth to waltz in he told me to go first. i refused not having any knowledge of what the hole contained. so he shoved instead of pleading with me. as soon as i could pick myself up, i was aware that he was not in here with me. i was alone. and there was no music to make my mind at ease. (to be continued)