I looked around, my eyes still adjusting to the darkness of the room and saw another boy, in the cell next to mine. I found myself in an old and worn down jail cell. Before I could take a seat, my vision blacked out and I lost consciousness. Her voice was beautiful, but was filled with such deep sorrow. The half goat, despite having things thrown at her, was singing. It was terrifying, but something told me to go further in. I saw the audience throwing rubbish at what looked like a girl with goat legs. It was bigger than the hut itself, much bigger. One which seemed impossible to be built in here. Revealed behind this hut was a giant circus. Unlike the rest of the hut, the door was suspiciously intact. It was a question that haunted me, but I pressed on. After a few minutes, I found an old, broken down hut. My phone gave out enough light for me to see what was in front of me. It was 8 pm and the sky was pitch black, covered with little bright specks. I left my bike there and slowly walked in, feeling something that I didn't feel usually. I wanted to take a little peak in the forest and see If I would find anything interesting. I touched the frost covered metal gate with my gloved hands and pushed it open. She was a really good singer and would always show up in public events, singing her heart out. Her long flowing dark hair always dazzled me. She was a good friend of mine and back at the time, I desperately wanted to look for her but I knew that it was dangerous to do that. It had been a month since she was reported missing. The sun was setting, but I was too busy taking in the nature around me, until I abruptly stopped right beside the gate that lead into what I called, ‘The Dark Woods.’ As I solemnly looked at the gate, I remembered a girl the same year as me that went missing in these woods. The snow fell on my black winter jacket, forming white fur around my collar as I cycled through the dead silent neighborhood. I took in the chilly air as the breeze rushed across my face. I was supposed to be home at 5 pm but because of my forgetfulness, I had forgotten… again. When it’s cold, I can exercise for longer periods of time outdoors. Many people in my area disliked winter because of how harshly cold the weather was, but I put this coldness to my advantage. It was the middle of winter, where it would constantly snow. If only I didn't go into those woods, the ones where Lucy went missing. Even though he was captured and trapped her for years, confined in the jail cell next to mine, he still had the heart to help me escape this ‘circus.’ I was trapped here for only a month, but it feels like I've been here for decades. “Yeah,” I replied as Roland held the key with his index finger.
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