the air as I opened the book, totally relaxed.
As I began reading the story, the main character Gregor was not very interesting. I found the whole idea of transforming into a huge insect a little bizarre. His family was ridiculous and the story was kind of gross. I got about half way through and put it down. I would have to finish it later. Eventually I was going to have to write a paper on it. I had a long time before it was due, and deciding to put it off, I rolled over.
Watching the clouds, I began daydreaming. Two birds were swirling above my head, way up in the sky. They seemed to be playing a game with each other as they climbed and dove, always keeping just out of reach. I was fascinated by the lighthearted way they played.
Darn. I was wishing I had brought my camera. I loved to take spontaneous nature photographs. There were several scrapbooks I had made on the living room coffee table for Gran.
My mind continued to wander. I sighed happily, thinking of Kellen and those green eyes of his. I noticed the birds flew off quickly as if startled. I pulled the headphones off and listened. Weird, it was so quiet for the forest. Too quiet. Only a few minutes ago you could hear the birds and small scurrying animals on the forest floor. It was eerily quiet now. The silence made me very uncomfortable.
I got up and put everything away in the backpack. The strange, weird feeling of being watched came back. I trembled slightly. Standing up, I glanced around at the trees. Nothing was there. Not a soul. But it felt off.
Suddenly the sun came bursting out from behind a cloud and bathed the glade in bright light. It was very bright. The brightest I had ever seen this place before. It cast a golden glow all around me. It was intensely bright, just like…my dream. Exactly like my dream.
I started to shake uncontrollably as the realization of it dawned on me. I was not alone. I knew even before I heard the sounds that confirmed it. There was a snapping of small twigs on the ground and…breathing. A menacing, deep breathing that sounded unearthly and…inhuman.
The disconcerting part was the sense of deep evil that pervaded my mind. I felt caught, not physically, but mentally, clawed after, held immobile, as if something was reaching for me and trying to hurt me. A dark shadow darted quickly in front of my eyes and was gone. I felt the shadow trying to enter my subconscious, looking for some way to unhinge me. Bizarre…
I glanced nervously around me as I tried to focus my eyes against the glare of the sun. A tiny movement out of the corner of my eye made me freeze. Something waited for me. I say some thing because it was not a person . I could make out a large shape in the distance, just inside the trees. It was almost completely out of my view. I blinked again, straining my eyes in the light to get a better look. I couldn’t tell what it was.
Terror suddenly gripped me and I started shaking harder. It didn’t help that the blinding brightness in front of my trembling hand suddenly seemed to dance violently in front of my eyes. I bit my lip to keep from screaming. I was certain that wouldn’t help.
Then I heard another sound. A growl. It was unlike any sound I had ever heard. It was animalistic and low and utterly frightening. It only lasted a few seconds, but long enough. It gave me goose bumps, heightening the shivering to my already trembling body.
My knees started shaking harder. I was vaguely aware that my breathing was accelerating at an alarming rate. If I wasn’t careful I was going to hyperventilate, just like in my dream . The terror escalated inside me building toward hysteria.
The growl came again. It sounded… big . I was so frightened that I stopped breathing. I only noticed because suddenly my chest felt like it was going to explode and I sucked in a shaky breath. Horrified, I saw spots of light flicker and dance in front of me. I could not faint, not now. Oh God. What was that thing?
My eyes tried to