CHAPTER 29: HIS PAST (1)

Gavin knows he’s dreaming. God, it’s an all too familiar scenario by now. He knows everything he’s seeing are all just part of his dreams, but he could not help but feel like it’s real. Maybe because at some point in his life, it was.

The scene is different this time. He’s still in the forest, and everything is still bathed in darkness, but he’s not running this time. He’s hiding. His small frame is squeezed behind a big fallen tree. Both his hands are covering his mouth. He is breathing pretty heavily, as he’d been running. His eyes, despite his poor eyesight, is frantically looking around. He cannot see beyond the darkness that is blanketing the vast forest. His heart is beating so fast in his chest that he’s afraid it might actually jump out.

The thing is, he knows stopping probably wasn’t the smartest decision. Hiding won’t do much for him. They can just easily find him through his scent. But he’s tired. Bone tired. His feet are bleeding from tirelessly running barefoot in the for