Megan's POV
The tug I had experienced in the trees was all I could think about. I felt as though a strong, ancient force had been beckoning to me. I rolled around in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep.
At last, I decided on something. I needed to know what it was. I had a look at the camp. With the bonfire flickering dimly in the background, it was late and everyone was asleep. This was my opportunity.
Not wanting to wake anyone, I snatched up my coat and crept out of my tent. As I entered the woods, the chilly night air felt good against my skin. Both exhilaration and fear made my heart race. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but I felt compelled to find out.
The attraction became stronger as I made my way more into the forest, leading me through the trees. The ground beneath my feet seemed to be pushing me forward.
"What is this?" I said to myself in a whisper. I couldn't go back now, but I had no idea what was ahead.
