As you enter the forest a cold wind blows. You feel if under all your clothes like you're naked. No one is around. But you don't feel alone. The path is not very clear. The shades of green and purple of the sky are visible trough the openings between the leaves and in front. It doesn't look like it will ever end. The more you walk the heavier your legs feel and the lighter your chest feels. Like it's empty and all inside was just turned into weights around your ankles. And someone filled your chest with chlorine gas. It burns. slowly. The trees have eyes you can't see but know are there. They're telling everything to the one in the middle. There is no middle. It's infinite.