Chapter 59

I now understood why this path was labeled "Death". It's because, I was clearly going to perish on this trail.

Rocky slopes that went down at a harsh angle, coated in gooey moss that squished beneath the sneakers I stole, threatened me with death every second. Each step was a gamble spewed from the mouth of a madwoman--that woman being me. Shallow rivers with fish that attacked my feet, even taking a few chunks from the thick rubber of my soles. I was quite pissed about that one. Walking around constantly on alert was one thing, but to do it with wet feet--absolutely miserable.

The monsters and creatures in the forest knew exactly where I was, both from the string of curses that continued to leave my mouth any time I fell or scraped my knees, and from the constant sloshing and squelching of my shoes.

As the hours passed and darkness began to break, I hadn't heard much from the ghouls and creatures in the forest. They were always talking, whispering, chattering a