Blogtober 2025, Day 7: Dream

 

Lucy's Path: Chapter Seven


The path bent sharply, and there she was.

A small figure stood ahead, half-lit in the jittering beams of their flashlights. She couldn’t have been more than seven, hair hanging in tangled braids, dress faded and dirty. Her face was pale, blurred somehow, as if the woods themselves didn’t want it fully seen.

Emily gasped. “Lucy…”

The girl didn’t move. She only tilted her head, as though listening to something far away. Then, softly, she began to hum the same tune that had drifted on the wind.

Sarah grabbed Emily’s arm. “We need to go. Now.”

But Emily shook her head. “She looks lost. Like she’s been waiting.”

Mark raised his light, but it sputtered and died. In the dark, Lucy’s shape glowed faintly, her small hand rising as if to beckon.

Tyler whispered, “She’s not real. She’s like… a dream. Just a dream we all happen to be having.”

The girl smiled at that, lips barely curling, and the woods shivered as though they approved. Then she turned and slipped between the trees without a sound.

Emily stepped forward, compelled. “She wants us to follow.”

Behind her, Sarah muttered, “Or she wants us to disappear.”

 


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