Magic hands (On hold)||YoongixReader

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[Silence]
That's all.

I haven't spoken in what seems like...Years.
But I was screaming before I got here.
I remember that....If I spoke who would I be speaking to? Not Jo... She... was screaming for me... I have no one else anyways. I hope she's okay... I mean she seemed fine not a soul was standing behind her when her face turned pale and her beautiful, slender hand raised for me.
[Blackness]
Is the only thing my open eyes would see as I felt like I was being torn away from the world...It was like that feeling at the bottom of a pool when your body ls trying to float to the top from pressure. Pressure. My chest... when will I see Jo again? The only person that was around as I cried for my stupid... mistakes...But it's life.
Honestly it's like the world... Or whatever this place is... is a blurry mess. All I can do is stare as I'm sitting in the whiteness. The snow is so beautiful.. and my knees that are only covered by a pair of leggings aren't even feeling the wetness that should have came through about 20 minutes ago.
The snow seems as if it's floating, it never manages to hit the ground.

I take a deep breath before gathering courage to lift myself up with my shaky knees. Even though I'm shaking I don't feel scared.
It's like a warm hug, From a polar Bear.
Headache galore, a throbbing sensation in the higher area of my neck...

....if I were kidnapped, then where is the person that pulled me here. And why are they stupid enough to leave their victim out in the open where they could run....
Now that I look out into the open it seems as if the forest fades into a dark abyss..
As if a wall is shadowing it.

[Crunch]
I move my foot forward slowly, And the snow feels as if it's refusing to smush as it jaggedly crushes under my foot.
I noticed as I was on my knees, there is a torn up sheet flowing through the wind... it almost blends in with as white as it is. Through the holes of the sheet is something, made of wood.
I pick up my pace, I can't stay unknowing here forever. I took all of my courage to move that fast in this beautiful place.. felt as if I was forcing myself to jump off of a cliff into a dark lake.
As I reach the sheet I reach out my hand, which now seems angelic in the snow for some reason, and I slowly move sheet out of my way.

The wood was ragged, there was a word and some directions, as if the forest was small.
I look forward, there is a path. The snow is flattened. I look back at the sign and read the word aloud before walking into the path.

"Lost."

A/n
Hope this is going to be a good one to keep you up tonight ;)