Chapter 1
Lost in a dream of spring
Haziness filled my mind as consciousness began stir within. Darkness lay ahead but behind it white and bright. My eyes were shut but everything in me screamed in fear. Where was I? Without a doubt I knew I was not in my shitty apartment.
I opened my eyes to a blinding whiteness and crisp breeze. I was not dead instead a thick blanket of morning dew was shrouding me. Standing up I noticed trees a lot of them. Every where I looked trees, pines, oak all of the trees for all I knew. I was in a forrest or maybe a park I didn't know. If I was someone else I would have shat myself, rather I was thinking back trying to get a clue of where I was.
My last memory had been of a casual jerking in my bed before passing out. Which meant most likely id been kidnapped or just napped since I wasn't a kid. Whatever I couldn't remember anything which meant I was probably drugged or maybe not considering my deep levels of sleep. I felt fine besides my heavy eyelids that felt as though I'd had a nap too short.
My condition was not an issue but the forest was and as I walked I realised there was no path out and if there was I couldn't see one past the grey haze. I could feel my heart embracing my panic as I realised I was lost in a fucking forest. Taking a deep breath, trying to still my pounding organ. I began the conjuration of a plan. I walked around in hope of finding a branch. If someone had kidnapped me and left me in a forest meant that person had further nefarious plans or had well fucked me already leaving me in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere.
As I walked in search of a branch I felt my feet sink in water. Looking down I could see nothing but white dew. I walked on further thinking I was in a humble puddle only to feel my whole body sunk under water and when I opened my eyes only darkness. I pulled up trying to get out of the pool but in the darkness whether I was going up or not I didn't know. By the time I felt my hand on land I was near breathless and gulping for air. I pulled myself out of the pool next to a tree with white bark and rested among the roots.
I woke again later in the morning. It was brighter and clearer though still grey with little dew here and there. The pool I'd fell in was black. Black as night I crawled away from it then not trusting the pool. Away from the pool I began to clean my hands of mud when I noticed red beneath me. I feared it was my blood on the leaves but it was the natural pigment of the leaves I'd seen but the next inspection drove dread right into my heart. The shape of these leaves was not natural in my world. I only knew this because these leaves were native to a world where trees had faces and as I turned around to the stoic grumpy face of the heart tree and bloody infant hands that served as leaves I let out a winded scream. "Nooooooooo!"