Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

My heart’s practically pounding out of my chest as we park the car, hidden behind a veil of trees. The

forest feels even more thick and suffocating now than it did on the day that we came here to go mushroom

hunting, now that I know what actually lies behind the mist.

Karl takes a moment to study the map I had s atched from him last night, his fingers tracing the uneven,

ink-smeared lines.

“Ready?” he asks, his eyes meeting mine.

“As I’ll ever be,” I reply, grabbing my bag from the backseat. Karl locks the car, and we head off, stepping

into the dense foliage, guided only by the soft morning light filtering through the trees.

Enter title…

For a few minutes, we walk in complete silence. The stillness is comforting in its own eerie way, but I’m

too focused on our mission to let my mind wander too far.

one point, stopping in his tracks. “We have to be extra

If you want to stop,

every single sound around us, every whispering leaf, every chirping bird,

But I can’t; not now. Not

with Karl’s.

do this. Let’s

after shooting me one last worried look, moves with a stealth I didn’t know he possessed. I

taking care not to

chin. I glance in that

almost camouflaged against the

skirt around them,” he whispers, taking the lead as we adjust our

into my jeans. We

hold my breath as we cross the camera’s line of

breath quivering in

abruptly halts. I

points. My eyes follow the line of

dark uniforms, patrolling the area. And they have

mutter under

turn back now,” Karl whispers, his eyes

We