Amanda kept wandering around the woods, still trying to find the way back to camp, but the mist became thicker with every minute that passed, making impossible to see any sign of the camp. She was lost, indeed, And she kind of deserved it. Elisheva warn her last night, But it was useless. Even if Amanda seem to act so cool and independant in front of everyone, she still was a stubborn little girl.
Her body tensed with every sound she heard, even with the sound of her own breathing. The shadows lost their logic shape. They weren't trees anymore but wicked demons, closing up her gaze.
Exhausted, Amanda curled down a tree, gasping for some air. Panic was taking over her mind.*
S-somebody... please -gasp- I-I.... -sobs-
I DONT WANT THIS.












