The sun was gathering its last rays
and sinking behind the forest when NF stumbled upon them, empty
uniforms strangled between thick green vines. The empty olive green
fabric hung there, suspended in time like a fly in the ointment.
Wordlessly, he stared at it.
Feeling inched up his back and like a
spiderweb, spanned outward toward his fingertips and toes. The
flashlight in his hand shook, bouncing the dull, yellow light on and
off the trees. He spun in a slow circle. His breath loud in the
twilight. He heard a rustle in the trees behind him, turned abruptly,
swore he saw the outline of a man, and then his flashlight went out.
Shit. No plan of action came to mind.
Man or no man. Was there a man? Was he going insane? Had he seen
uniforms? Was something there?!
NF ran.
Everything was loud. The sound of the
air entering and leaving his lungs. The rustling of the leaves in the
wind. The shuffling of the fabric as his legs moved passed one
another. The loose button of his shirt as it hopped up and down to
the rhythm of his run. The squeak from his belt buckle moving with
his lungs. The zippers on his boots rattling against their own teeth.
The trees were laughing, NF thought.
The trees were laughing!
His boot hit something. A bump in the road? A well placed vine? And he stumbled and fell onto the packed dirt beneath him.
AND THEN HE DIED!
[Kidding, but I'm tired. Expect better stuff tomorrow!]
Notes: This was fun. Magic is so fun!
Okay, Sarahnade, it's technically tomorrow, but it's technically not because I haven't gone to bed yet!
I'd like to say that I got interrupted half way through by my sister, explaining her afternoon and an entire episode of American Dad... xD
Not sure if this actually happens during the story or not... But fun stuff?
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