What Would Happen If We All Went Away?

CHAPTER 3: ELIYA

    It was abruptly cold, the chill of the midnight breeze dampening my skin. My hands are stained, what color, I do not know, however my hands are sticky with the substance. I was in a forest of some sort, with cedar and willow trees surrounding me. The branches create a canopy, camouflaging the night sky with my surroundings. I’ve been running, for what almost seems like an eternity, deeper and deeper in this unknown forest, and yet, there is familiarity that I cannot place.

    I now just realize my clothing attire, a simple white tank and a pair of boy shorts; what  the hell was I thinking? Just as I was about to scold myself for going outside in barely nothing, I heard a shot.

Then, everything went dark.