Boris was taken aback. He tried to step backward for a while, but ended up moving forward. He was inside the barren land. The forest that he knew really exist. Mr. Long was right to tell that story because at the moment, he was stepping on a dead soil.
No traces of life can be felt in that empty and small forest he was stepping in. He walked slowly and his eyes were staring at every fallen branches. The trees were dead. The soil were totally dried. Although, it was nighttime, the light shining from the moon became his lamp, trying to lead him into the secret of that forest. He can feel the heat. The wind was damped and the moist he felt from the air he tried to breathe was suffocating.
He doesn't know if he can continue exploring the empty land. But, he continued. He must find out a se
