"I am sure it happens quite often but I have to wonder if they wouldn't have committed suicide without the heaven idea. Fairly short step from dying to see someone again to not wanting to live without someone."
Damn. ' I flip over and sit up, rubbing my back, trying to get the pain to soften. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf.
The noises get closer, close enough to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck. I break into a run, trying to get to Route 1 again.
I feel something brush against my calves but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it.
Finally I breath a sigh of relief as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.
I look back and see nothing, light is starting to stream through the trees and everything is peaceful. I laugh at my own paranoia, I haven't done that in years.
I've walked confidently through there for awhile now and I can't help but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a catch my breath, adjust my pack and start walking through the grass. The Professor and Mom's warning float through my mind.
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