I followed my evil uncle as he walked slowly into the forest. Seriously, what does he plan on kidnapping me? He is just talking to me casually and never did anything bad. We continued walking for a few more minutes and he is just very quiet. Is he going to tell me anything at all?
“Tell me about my mother.” I asked him, my patience already wore off. But he did not respond and just continued to walk.
“Seriously? What is your plan here?” I asked again but still no respond, then he suddenly stopped.
“We are here.” He said, his eyes were filled with sadness. I looked over the direction he is staring and I gasped. What I am staring reflects darkness. The land is dead, black like ashes and it crawled a few more kilometers from where I am standing. The trees seemed to be burned until it’s colo
