Somewhere in the forest deep several weeks later...
A soft mist rolls into the forest like a thick fog...Linda stirs awake under the arm of the Goblin,her lover, whom she lost time with. Despite the strange mist which has rolled in unexpectedly she sees an oppertunity to escape her obessessive lover. Linda removes his arm quietly from her and Linda rises up and silently makes her way to the open arch of the hut.
The mist is thick but she has take chance. The mist seems to have a life of its own as she see strange life forms in it; they fade in and out like spirits. Linda glances back at the goblin. She doesn't want to see him again.
It was now nor never.
Linda run sneaks out into the srange mists. Strange faces spook her here and thate but she feels her way through the mist. She feels its wetness against her face, her bikinied hardbod. Either way she feels rejuvinated for some reason. So she sees a vague path and follows it through the strange mists. It feels like night for it feels cooler slightly not a wintery cold to her surprise. She follows the vague path for several hours until the mists now rolls out and she sees beautiful roses and tulips.
Yet this forest is deceptive. Everything in ths forest she now knows isn't as it seems and already she feels hungry eyes stalking her.
"No one wouldn't believe them if I told them a parrell forest coexists with the real one," Linda murmurs. Still that feeling of being lost sinks back in and she feels sleep overwhlem her creating strange hallucinations. She ventures forward and finds to her surprise a huge stone mushroom.
As Linda hears thunder of a storm coming in, she crashes under the stone mushroom. She curls and drift to a dreamy sleep not knowng what dawn would bring...
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