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Chapter Three :

What's In The Forest...? /


As I followed the deer farther into the woods, I noticed that everything around me was changing. 


The trees were losing leaves, turning darker colors and withering. The grass was becoming a teal color, and it felt sharp against the soles of my sneakers. The rocks were all kinds of colors, and they were seeming to glow. But as we came to a clearing, the sky was what changed the most - It was such a deep navy and purple color, with red and magenta streaked across like northern lights. It held stars that glowed orange, and huge moons in all colors. My breath caught in the back of my throat as I realized that what I was seeing was real. Beside me, the deer gazed into the sky, too.


It was looking at me with eyes that glowed steel blue, and I was suddenly uncomfortable. Its eyes weren't blue before... 


"We need your help," it rasped. My mind froze. "Deer can't talk," I stated warily. "I can," it interjected. "I didn't lead you out here for nothing." 


"What even is 'out here'?" I asked. "There's not time for questions," It said. "What you see, all around you - is about to end. And not just my world, but your precious world, too." 


"Why - " I started, but remembered what it had said about questions. 


"And I can't tell you who or what is going to end it all, you'll have to find that out for yourself. You'll also have to find out how to save us all." 


"I don't know how I can do all this when I don't know how or why," I stated, feeling incapable. 


"Its strange, but you're going to be able to do this. Why do you think I chose you?" It told me. 


"Okay," I agreed. "But only because you said I have to do this to save everyone..." 


I took a deep breath and looked back to the way we had came from, out of the forest. 


When I turned back to the deer, it no longer looked much like a deer. It still had those steel blue eyes and antlers but now resembled a bear, with sharp claws in its big paws and a fox-like tail. 


"Go!" It told me. "And whatever you do, don't look at the screens." 
I walked quickly out of there, and back into the forest I knew. 

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