It was cold and shivering, just minutes after we entered the deep canopies. The dense creepers that dangled with my hair, the squirrels chit chattering their annoyance on noticing our presence, eagles cackling in mockery, and a muddy path leading deeper into the forests left me holding on to his fingers, crushing him with my fear which was evident by the way I stumbled on every stone.
I noticed snowflakes tingling at the shades of every blossoming flower, leaving my introvert self surprised by the change in weather, and closely followed the vampire man in his suit after a finger traced my back, or rather pushed me to stroll faster.
It was a long way, and we were leaving red leaves made red by the vampire man who licked to bring the red tinge much to my disgust and astonishment, as Kane
