The next day in the morning, after the breakfast, Torrie and Angie went to kitchen for preparation of lunch, while Rey and I were sitting near the hearth, on an oversize chair, we were having our casual conversation, blowing our cigarettes. Rey got a call on his phone, so he was engaged, while my cigarette was over, I pressed the end of cigarette on the ashtray at the table, and all of the sudden, I got an idea of visiting the forest nearby, and enjoying the mesmerizing beauty of it. I rose up from my seat, and hurried to my room, I changed my attire, pulling over my shirt and trousers, I walked out of the house, moving towards the oceans of willows, but I have a purpose in mind to go to the forest. I had carried my mobile phone, and carried the paper packets of Holy Vermillion, in case any uncanny object befalls me, I didn't tell anyone about my expedition, the cloud had rushed over the skies covering the sun, which made the climate pleasant, also the cool gust of breeze began to blow over the ground, the weather had become a bit frosty. I crossed the raw road, and entered the strange world of the willows, the border of an alien world, which had no connection with our living world, and where we were strangers, and not welcomed. I had a strange feeling, when I entered their world, my brain filled with thought about the legend of the spirits, and deities of the places, where ancient people used to worship and admire them throughout the history. I remembered what, Torrie had told me the last night, about the place, and the bizarre events of this place, the wind ruffled through my hair, and I heard the sound of the river, moving under the bridge, and it served as a sufficient proof that my senses are in perfect state.

The branches and the twigs of the willows were scraping against my neck and face, I followed through the trail of the forest, and then I remembered about the dark column figure which ascended to the heaven, I felt the hair rising at the nape of my neck, I stopped for a while looking over again, to examine whether there is any bizarre object or things following my trail, after confirming that there is no one, then I went ahead for my expedition through the lonely and haunted region. As I went on through the trails, I began to tremble dreadfully, I took a quick look around to confirm again whether there is any uncanny thing, or any horror will slide towards me in a jiffy, but I didn't find any one but however, when I move ahead, I had an unusual feeling that something is following me, casting its angry eyes on me, I was flamed up by the thoughts of bizarre things, and the air around me turned frosty, and I began to shiver. I rubbed my hands frequently, and held the palm of my hands on my face to feel the heat. My shoulders felt heavy, as someone is sitting on it, I felt that, I am unable to walk a step ahead, and then realising that how helpless I was against these forces which is unknown, and not of this world. My thoughts were darkening by the unknown energy which engulfed me; also, I felt a cold gust of winds blowing through the willows making it alive, and it made me feel atrophied. I tucked the Divine Locket out of my shirt, and it lay cling on my chest, as a signal to the unknown entities, that there is someone above the Heavens, who is more powerful, than these entities.

I felt relieved from the strain of those unknown entities, who were at the verge of harming me, as I guess so, and then I felt that the surrounding around me were turning pleasant, the unknown entities seemed to welcome me, and I felt a cool breeze signalling to welcome me to the deep forest, waiting to unravel its secrets, the feeling of trepidation were vamoose. I begin to move ahead to the forest, finding that, there is nothing unusual, I thought to myself, "There is nothing worth in moving ahead with the expedition, and it's time to move home." I turned back, but all of the sudden, I heard the squeal of children, and their footsteps running through the bushes, I turned back in a jiffy, and then all of the sudden I felt that the surroundings around me are shimmering, they were getting blurred or my vision were getting drowsier, I didn't know what was happening? I felt the blood shot moving through my veins like a heavy gust of water, I didn't feel unpleasant but I felt that, the willows were trying to communicate me, and I raked my hands through the hairs.

I felt in to oblivions, and then I saw ahead of me some children's running across the trail, I jogged, and followed them, they were teenager girls, and now I felt that, there is something obnoxious will befall them, I yelled at them, "Hey wait, where are you going in deep forest, hey wait." But they didn't pay heed to my words, as they seem to have unheard me. I ran towards them quickly but they seem to be faster than me, they stopped and began to talk, and I ran towards them but there was something, which was stopping me, there was a wall but a transparent one between me and them. I couldn't move ahead, they were just few steps away from me, and I yelled at them but my voice was left unheard, and it was not avail. I found one of them was having a familiar face, I narrowed my eyes in nervousness to study the face, and to my surprise it was similar to my Torrie, but I couldn't believe my eyes, I studied her carefully, and there was no second thought that it was Torrie. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head hard but the vision resumed, and I faintly remembered about the story which Torrie told to me, I looked at the girls, and then shot a glance at Torrie, she was looking beautiful in her teenage, she had worn a full sleeve white T-Shirt with some designs over it, and a blue faded jeans, her hair down up to shoulders, the hair was clinch by a hair band which was red in colour, with a white zigzag curve design, and on top of the hair band, there was a small fuzzy rabbit head on it, which tilted at left of hair band, the end of her hair was waving as she talked to her friends. I called to my despair, "Torrie, come back, where are you going?" but as usual, my voice was baseless, I was shouting sheer out of my madness, which I knew it, but perhaps my concern for her made me act unusual.