It has been three hours. Three whole hours of walking. I tried finding the path again, but couldn't. I even screamed Liv's name, but assumed they were all gone when no reply came.
It is now 6, and 6pm on a cold October night is quite dark.
It is nearly pitch black. My phone can't get a signal, and I've tripped over every branch I walk past.
My endless walking wasn't getting me anywhere, but I couldn't just sit down and give up.
Stopping in my spot, I decide to go the complete other direction in hopes that I could find an exit.
The woods seem worse then a maze. At least in a maze you know there's a way out.
Taking a step forward, my front foot gives away and I come stumbling down. My ankle twist and I feel a sharp pain ignite there.
"No, no, no! This can't be happening!"
The
