Still Reminiscent [Saturday Updates]

Chapter 5: Caught In A Knot (Part One)

Note: This update isn't supposed to be out, but I got bored so here it is anyways.

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The dawned atmosphere hits the morning hours relatively fast and quite, the forest haling a gloomy mood represented by a silver foggy mist that encapsulates the environment like a blanket of snow over the land slowly melting before revealing what is underneath. The forest too seems devoid of any life - everything all alive but still a blurry image. In the middle of the forest, one of the visibly enormous tree that captured the silent forest with it's appearance, stretches over the thick mist. On one of it's branches it holds a sleeping individual; where it would come to awaken early.

He is snoring less loudly, and in deep sleep. Although the area to lean back and fall asleep, isn't quite the most comfortable considering the unsafe height and position, he was rather lucky to contradict it. As it was, the person's movements were as still as a slot, unfaltering and unhindered, while his arms are positioned at each side around his hips or just folded on his chest.

Just as the day dawned in, the wind blew a little cool breeze. The cool breeze only felt at a high altitude made for a chilling morning. And since the sleeping man was uptop, he was no exception to be a victim for interruption. He was about to get a chilling moment.

Hitting the surface of his skin, the cool breeze send shivers down his spine, his exposed skin avoid of protection made him shake. But it was only a little breeze, not much and not enough, just as the wind stopped completely. Yet, the person was still shivering or shaking, although not affected by the breeze.

It was what was going on in the man's head that made him act differently than usual. His mind stuck in a dream, proved too much to handle, and as he went on, his eyes that were closed flickered lightly. His head slightly turning left and right.

Like as if he's limit was at breaking point, his eyes opened unintentionally without warning, in his dismay, not before a voice called out in thought.

WAKE UP!

Normally, when people have a discomfortable dream - a nightmare - they would usually be extremely shocked, so shocked that they convulse unknowingly from where they are, and cause such a panic to move about involuntarily. Fortunately, for the person whose awake as of now, John, he doesn't seem to be hinting any abnormalities, and his status is all the more stable.

'Is it morning already,' John briefly said in thought and saw that it was. The morning hours covered in a misty curtain.

John added on but halted, due to his left arm finding nothing to hold but what was left is air, 'Wait, where was I again -,' and just as he leaned his shoulder to the left, his right hand caught hold of a nearby branch, gripping it tight on dear life. If he did not grab the branche in quick motion, his frail body would end up into nothing but a splattered mush.

John's breathing and heartbeat, whilst running in quick succession then became albeit grim and steering a lower volume. He thought again, '...huh..oh, now I know.'

Just the reaction he encompassed bewildered him, maybe next time he wouldn't think of such a feat to accomplish and risk his life, fondly enough.

Beyond the trees, the forest was still covered in the morning fog. The fog as thick as a white silky fabric proved difficult to scan the area from uptop, shifting in layers, it creates the perfect obstacle to hinder visibility. The accuracy makes a difficult problem as well when trying to spot either living material or non-living. Savellience from high places isn't good as it is as of now. But for the time being observing, just within the radius of the tree, some dangers could be minimised.