TERESA

"Do you ever feel like you are being pulled somewhere, even when your body refuses to move?" I asked myself in particular and I couldn't stop it.

My eyes were fixed on the canopy of trees above, though I was not really seeing them. I was lying on my side, trying to rest, but rest didn’t come.

The campfire flickered faintly a few feet away, its glow weak against the darkness pressing in from every angle.

Keller and Bennett were gone, somewhere in the woods, checking for any ...