Where is he? Panic surged, my stomach in knots. I had to find him before it was too late. I had to tell him I didn’t mean for things to end, to push him away. I just wanted more of him. I rushed forward, ignoring the instinct to go slow, my legs bumping unseen objects, my feet snagging on immobile things, tripping me up, making me stumble. Something slashed against my face, stinging like a small whip, opening my flesh, and yet I continued. I had to find him. I switched direction, turning and turning again, uncertain of where to go, confusion clouding my brain, making me doubt each step. Where was he? A howl echoed around me, followed by another and another. I froze, my heart skidding to a halt as the fog suddenly cleared. I was in the forest and I was all alone. “Cal!” I screamed. “Please come back to me.” The door of my room swooshed open and I hastily wiped away the tears that seemed to be permanently sliding down my cheeks.
