David wished he could stop and go back out of the forest. Something stronger than his will was pushing him forward, though, relentlessly, step after step, amidst bushes and shrubs which stung and scratched his bare limbs.
The pathway snaked through an avenue of trees and seemed to be endless. The otherwise complete darkness was somewhat eluded by the purple glow of the spiked clusters which marked the way as ghostly lanterns.
David was exhausted, but his legs kept on pushing him further into the deep forest; then, suddenly, the trees opened to reveal a barren and rocky clearing, beyond which only a pitch black darkness awaited.
On that instant, David felt a call which couldn’t be ignored, a signal which resonated in all his cells, into his brain, deep into his very soul. It was the sour
