The bassline of A Forest is playing on repeat in his head. The girl is there, though, he’s following her and she doesn’t need rescuing. He can’t quite say the same for himself.
‘This place is giving me the chills, Steph.’
‘They’re only trees, sweetie.’
With a deep green glint in her eyes that mirrors the canopy he has never seen before, she caresses low-hanging leaves like a long-lost lover. She seems taller, her arms branch-like.
The farther she leads him into the forest, the more she veers from the girl he knows.Without her, will he find his way back?