The feeling of loneliness begins to impact my thinking.

I feel as if I have been alone for quite some time.

I lose my grasp of memories.

Replacing happy emotions with self-pity for myself.

As I take each step, the dark pit within my stomach grows deeper.

The darkness around me begins to change.

I can see it moving in a pattern, similar to a creature’s breath.

I notice a feline shape start to form in the corner of my vision.

It lurks towards me, flaunting a white spot on its chest so unlike the rest of the forest.

Confront the feline or
Run the other way?