Don’t Look Back
Don’t Look Back
The moment he opens his eyes, the nightmare begins…
When the man wakes up surrounded by a dark and unfamiliar forest, he can't help the terror from invading his mind. Forced to take refuge in a broken-down house, he thought he could escape the chilling panic. He was wrong…
With his skin crawling from the unseen eyes upon him, he confronts a foreboding entrance. And when the muffled voice draws him inside, he discovers a creature obsessed with his destruction.
Es ist ein lang erwiesener Fakt, dass ein Leser vom Text abgelenkt wird, wenn er sich ein Layout ansieht.
Es ist ein lang erwiesener Fakt, dass ein Leser vom Text abgelenkt wird, wenn er sich ein Layout ansieht.
Es ist ein lang erwiesener Fakt, dass ein Leser vom Text abgelenkt wird, wenn er sich ein Layout ansieht.
Can he return to the world he knew before an evil presence traps him forever?
When the man wakes up surrounded by a dark and unfamiliar forest, he can't help the terror from invading his mind. Forced to take refuge in a broken-down house, he thought he could escape the chilling panic. He was wrong.
If you like thrilling terror, surreal settings, and unforeseen twists, then you'll love Tommy Ray's pulse-pounding short-story tale.
Why was I standing on this pebbled path surrounded by a labyrinth of trees? Was I not moments ago, in my cozy home under a warm blanket? How did I suddenly transport from the sofa to this bizarre location? I stood motionless, bewildered and desperately searching for answers. It was as if I was plunged into a new world or dimension.
My heart squeezed, as if my chest had suddenly constricted it. I sensed a drunkenness to my perception as nothing appeared familiar in the slightest. Hastily, I inspected my surroundings once more. All around me was only the reality of the remote darkness. I wondered if I should hide, walk forward on the path or turn in the opposite direction. I desired to scream out a word of “Hello,” but instead, my windpipe narrowed. I was paralyzed.
It was as if I had forgotten how to speak. A voice inside told me, “Remain quiet, what if you are not alone? What if it's a good thing to remain hid-den?” I took a deep inhale.
