METANOIA, A Wonder Place

Episode 5's

        There was a very clear sound of footsteps from behind me, from behind the bushes and trees that were rustling, a very beautiful woman stepped out.

            I was stunned, and his eyes, which were dark brown, very thick and alluring, I watched the woman from top to bottom, I was left in a daze and shocked when I realized that the legs were not what I had imagined, four pairs of sturdy legs and a horse's butt, were at the bottom of the woman's body.

        It's worth it she looks so tall, the woman just smiles, looks at my shocked face, “you came” she said gently, smiling.

            I'm not sure what that means, but I'm sure it's just my dream and my imagination, for sure after this I'll wake up, whether it was because the sun was blinding my eyes, forcing me to wake up, or it was the commotion my brothers made.

            But right now I'm not sure if I want to leave this dream, come back to reality, or stay

continue it like a plot that has been applied, and finally know the content of the story and the end in it.

            Maybe I'll hang on for a while, follow the flow, and I don't feel anything threatening or harmful. The woman was still looking at me kindly, like waiting for me to make a decision, but her gaze was suddenly sidetracked, looking vigilantly at my back, I also observed where the woman was looking.

            Nothing, just the darkness of the forest “what is it?” my beak tried to get out and wanted to ask, but the woman was already galloping with the legs of her horse, leaving me alone again, in the forest that I was now accustomed to seeing.

            Now there is only me and silence, this forest suddenly feels silent, whether it is my feeling, or it is usually this quiet, even the sound of crickets is not heard. Not that it should exist, I thought as I watched my surroundings, without stepping a foot, and just stayed in place.

            My gaze was fixed to one point, perhaps the same point that the woman had seen before, a gap between the trees, almost close to the edge and no footpaths left, I don't know what, but it feels strange, at first glance the gap looks normal, but if it is observed closely like something strange.

            Maybe more precisely, like someone watching from inside there, it made me want to run for a long time, but my legs froze, unable to move, the wind blew cold, and I was still running, as for my skin, the gap seemed even more terrifying.

            As soon as I remembered, this was all just a dream, a nightmare, so I could definitely get up and get out of here. I just wanted to try to get up, the gap did not look as scary as before, there was no cold wind blowing from it, nor the feeling of wanting to run away when I saw it, even the small footpath in the middle is more visible than before, although it begins to be covered with shrubs and wildflowers, but can still be lived.

            There is a desire and curiosity in me to explore the gap, there is no harm in my thinking, besides this is a dream, this is a dream, if I have something dangerous, I will definitely fly, like when we dream of falling from the top of a building.

            The rustling of the grass between my legs continued to follow, until I stood on the edge of the tree gap, staring at the path I was about to pass, without hesitation I walked, without hesitation, slowly watching my surroundings, recognizing the vines or trees beside me, I might recognize one from a book or the internet I've read.

            It felt like I had only been walking for a short while, but the end of the path I had entered before, was already barely visible, and this road seemed to be still a long one.

             Between continuing or returning, I don't know which one, I'm curious about, what's on the other end, but it feels like the road is still very long and tiring.

            The sudden cold wind through my skin smoothly, brought with it the feeling of goosebumps that in an instant controlled me, I panicked, I noticed my surroundings, everything was still the same, everything was still the same, but it feels different, the atmosphere is different, it does not feel friendly.

            I forced my legs to run as fast as I could, but I was still slow, and

the darkness behind me was almost there.

            “This is a dream, I will definitely wake up” teriaku, but my voice can not come out, as hard as I try, the result is nil.

            It's not a dream, it's suddenly conveyed in my mind, but it's impossible, it's definitely a dream, there's no such thing in the real world.

             The debate within me that made me panic even more, and it felt like crying so scared, this dream felt so real, even this fear, I wanted to wake up immediately, she said, but I can't, it's not as easy as I imagined.

           While the dark shadow behind me was getting closer, it felt like I was attracted by it, I wanted to

looking back, but afraid will only slow down my current running rate which feels very slow.

           Finally I tried to look a little, and saw the deep darkness before my eyes, like whirls, wanting to pounce on me into it.

            Long nails came out of the middle of the vortex, followed by fingers that looked pale white, the back of the arms very white and thin, followed by fingers that looked pale white, showing bony protrusions on the wrist and knuckle. The hand was very close to me, it felt that with a range he could pull me, get sucked into the dark vortex, and medarat in between, I tried to increase my running speed, but it was free.

            I was really desperate this time, the end of this road still did not get any closer, it felt like I was just running on the spot.

            I finally decided to suddenly stop and duck, curled up, where I was, not knowing what was going to happen.

            The darkness was gone, everything was back as before, the atmosphere and this forest, I saw in front of me

at the end of the path, just one step away I can get out.

            But suddenly I felt something shapeshifting my shoulders, like a cold, sharp hand piercing my skin, I glanced at it a little and showed me a very pale and thin white hand, the same hand that was in the middle of the vortex, I did not dare look back to find out who it belonged to, and I did not dare to look back, my cold sweat is blushing, my voice can't come out.

The hand suddenly gripped my shoulder firmly, the nails felt like they wanted to split my skin, very painful, with full energy it pulled me into the dark ground, mixed with a deep dark shadow, I was helpless, as light as cotton as it felt as if my body was being pulled away easily.