woodlandknight

“Uh…” I was speechless, unsure how I could have possibly ended up in the middle of the woods when only seconds ago I was walking down the busiest street in the city.

The man stared at me just as confused.

“Are yah…” He paused, looking around with quick glances to the shadows at the edge of the clearing before clearing his throat to continue. “Are yah a witch?”

“A what?” His question had caught me off guard. I had been called worse names than witch, but certainly not within the first few seconds of meeting someone. “That’s kinda rude to insult someone when you’ve just met them… and anyways no… I’m not a witch, are you?”

He shook his head with stiff jolts to indicate that in fact he was not a witch.

“If yah not a witch, then how did yah just appear from thin air?”

That there was a good question. Nothing was out of the ordinary moments before I ended up here. I hadn’t angered any old hags or bought a monkey paw from a sketchy shop keep. The weather had been typical for summer and I was following my usual routine when my phone decided it didn’t want to work anymore.

This forest didn’t look familiar to any of the parks in the city and from what I could tell the guy on the horse didn’t appear to be the LARPing type. So how the hell did I end up here?

“Can you tell me where we are exactly?” I looked down at my phone more out of habit than anything else, only to realize that there was still no signal and therefore no data.