EMBERLYN WOLFSONG I find myself weeping endlessly as I struggle to my feet and then begin to run to only God knows where. "I don't even know where I'm going, I just know that I want to flee away from the entity currently running after my soul." I constantly look back at intervals as I want to behold the sharp red glowing eyes coming after me through mid-air, following me wherever I go. I get to a position that looks like a dead end, surrounded by countless endless trees with no way to run. And that is when my eyes go wide to behold countless and millions of glowing red eyes all staring at me, making me remain paralyzed in my position with my eyes wide apart and my limbs trembling as I continue to look with so much fright, ready to rupture my brain and probably send me to the grave. "What the hell is going on?" I turn around in my position and begin to run back towards the direction I came from. What I can still see is all the eyes everywhere I look, staring deep into me, trying t

EP 6: DOUBTING KID EMBERLYN WOLFSONG Darkness, the thickest entity that can put fear into any man and spirit, is all I can see as I continue to feel unconscious in my position, feeling the entire world around me so empty. I take a deep breath and try to calm down, but I am not hearing anything, and it feels as though maybe I might have probably left the world or something. I frown a little bit and then shake my head, “No, that’s not possible,” I think to myself, and then try to move my arm, but I can’t. I can’t even feel my body; I can’t feel any single part of my system. It has paralyzed my entire soul, spirit, and mind, and commanded me never to move or obey the slightest order. I find myself groaning uncontrollably, and then like a flash, I find myself back in that Forest again, and my eyes go wide, “Oh no, oh no, no, no, no,” I think to myself as I begin to crawl backward without control. It’s like I have the entire scene, replaying endlessly in my head, all over and over

EMBERLYN WOLFSONG I look at her long and hard and then shake my head, rolling my eyes before slowly moving against the bed towards the table. "Now you're acting like a responsible young child. You should listen whenever your elders give you instructions, especially the ones that concern your health,” she says, and I roll my eyes once again. “I do hope your eyeballs don’t drop out of their socket with the constant rolling of eyes you are giving me, young lady.” I give her a sharp glare, and she smirks. I bite my lip feeling the urge to lift my hand and smack her in the face. I don’t know why I’m despising her this much. However, since I’ve met her, something has been completely off about her, and I know I can’t just trust her completely. Hell, I am even so frightened after discovering that I am trapped right now in her cottage. She might be preparing some concoction or witches brew, somewhere in a location I don’t know in this cottage so that she can use it to conjure me and take p

EP 7: DOUBTING KID 2. EMBERLYN WOLFSONG. I am still seated in my position, staring at the tray of food in front of me, with a lot of thoughts racing through my mind as I reason and wonder about the next step. I do not know what to think or do right now; all I know is that my entire thoughts and head are a fraction of extreme combustion and confusion. I just know within myself that I do not want to deal with anyone, not even the lady who just helped me and claims to want to help me with my ascension. I scoff at the thought and run my fingers through my hair. "Now is not the time to consider such nonsense." I think to myself as I look at the tray of soup in front of me, and then I hear my stomach grumble. Holy shit. Why the hell would I be hungry at this point when I have already promised myself not to have anything to do with that lady I can not even trust, oh God damn it. The fact that she has been stalking me for the past 16 years is enough to make me want to kick her aside and

EP 8: REPERCUSSIONS EMBERLYN WOLFSONG. After successfully determining that I can no longer stay and contain what I am looking at right now, I finally get up from my position on the bed and walk up to the door with a deep frown on my face. I have already eaten what I want, and no one can stop me now. Now I have enough strength to accomplish my goals and escape this godforsaken goddamned cottage of a building that is terrifying the living hell out of me. I stop by the door and examine the handle with squinted eyes as I press my hand against it. This is not particularly difficult. She did not lock this door, which indicates that she does not intend to keep me trapped. But could it also be a trap to open it and walk out? Maybe she dropped something outside to keep me trapped. This is incredibly suspicious. She can not just leave the door open for me to walk out whenever I want, and I know I have to be strategic about this. I bite my lip as I look at the wooden door handle, then grip