Bethan De Roe

An indiscriminate sigh slid from between your lips as you sat alone in the car. It was kind of fitting that the ageing vehicle had chosen the eerie forest as its final resting place. Your jade green eyes darted up to the rearview mirror for a split second as you instinctively check for another pair of headlights.

To your annoyance the road is dark, naturally, you slide out your smartphone and hit the number for the breakdown service. An annoying beeping echoes down the line as you pull the phone away from your ear and back into sight. No service, typical, just when you actually needed the blessed thing.

Bethan sighed as she reached for the door, there was a dull click as the door swung outward and she stepped out onto the darkened road. Wanting to reassure herself, she ran a comforting hand through her fiery red mane. Bethan sighed as she looked between the darkened road and the overgrown forest as she pondered which path to take...