Chapter 18: Into The Deep Woods

Chapter 18: Into The Deep Woods

The Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A...

It seemed like all they had been doing since the moment class began was running amid long and looming trees and cold dirt that made the hairs on the back of Porter's neck stand on end. He had doubled over from the lack of air and took a few moments to catch his breath as his heart raced and sweat drenched his body causing his dark hair to stick to his face and forehead. He had not been so sure his instructor had known what he'd been doing forcing them all to head into the woods on a strange run with the bulk of the class getting lost due to disorientation and general unwillingness to keep running. As he fought to get clean air into his burning lungs, it had occurred to Porter, at least in part as to why this class in particular would be taking up most of the day according to the schedule.

Feeling the class was getting further and further away the longer he lingered