A Temporary Jungle Sanctuary

Upon Sunrise, I woke up to find the fog had partially subsided. I soon realized that the terrain I was going thru was a lush tropical jungle, filled with all sorts of plants and creatures. Trees were all around the path, with lots of deeply decaying wood covered with large amounts of moss, fungi and numerous insects. Mosquitoes were everywhere; Caution was needed, I could easily die of Malaria, and death would be slow and painful. The fog had not completely lifted; the path I was walking was not very clear, but there was a path. And there were many to choose from.

Having no idea which way to go, I followed the one with the biggest opening. I knew that the best route to follow was the route that led to the river. Upon reaching it, I knew that if I followed that route, civilization would be nearby. At least, that's what I learned on TV. I had no inkling where I was. I was still in a state of dizziness, my mind hovering and frustrated . Maybe this was all just a cruel nightmare, or someone had made a foolish prank and drugged me in my sleep, and left me with amnesia.

It was like life as I understood it; You have many paths, and you are uncertain of which road to take. But as you take one path, and another, and suddenly the next, and so on, you realize there's a price you have to pay. There will people you will never see again, or places you can never go back to. Along the road, you gain friends, and a few enemies. Certain opportunities you will refuse for others that you can, or must take. The only things you can take with you, is your ability to adapt, your attitude to survive, maybe even make good, and your faith in the fact that God does not play dice to the Universe, or gamble with yours.

A large crackle sounded; Dark creatures, hidden in the fog were moving around. My heart started pumping like mad.I had no idea if they were dangerous or otherwise; All I knew was that the crackling sound was moving closer and closer. The fog was beginning to surround me as if it had a life of its own. Maybe partly due to fear, and another due to possible hallucination, I ran to the only path I could clearly see.

And flee I did across the fog ridden jungle.