I entered a mysterious clearing in the woods and before me was a large rock formation that resembled a theatre. The moon illuminated the stage with a silvery light. At first glance, it appeared to be a natural rock formation that had randomly formed into a theatre. There were no rows of seats, just a stage surrounded by a dark forest.
As I approached, I heard strange sounds coming from the forest. It almost sounded like animals and fairies were performing. But when I reached the stage, I realised I was wrong. There were no costumes, no props, no actors. It was just an empty stage.
But as I turned to leave, I suddenly felt an icy chill that made me shiver to the bone. I heard footsteps behind me and felt a cold breath on the back of my neck. I turned, but no one was there. I was standing alone on the stage, but I had a feeling I wasn’t alone.
I decided to leave quickly, but when I turned I was surrounded by a thick mist. I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face and felt panic creep into my limbs. Then I heard a voice speaking to me from the mist. It was a voice that echoed deep inside me and made me tremble. I didn’t know what to do, but I knew I had to get out of there. I ran as fast as I could, feeling the fog getting thicker. I didn’t know if I was going to make it, but I kept running until I reached the other side of the clearing. When I looked back, the scene had disappeared and I was relieved to have escaped.