The Story Teller's Review

Morning came, but Krystal just lied there, thinking to himself “what just happened, how did I escape?” Krystal sat up, replaying the events of last night over and over again in his mind, until he realized, he just sat up! Which meant he had a body. but Krystal was just a mask. He slowly stood up, shakily he walked over to a puddle, he looked at his reflection, there he was, a mask, but he was attached to a body, he reached up and felt himself, he could feel the rough stone and the jagged cut sides. Then he felt the body’s neck, soft and warm. He tried to removed himself from the body, but he got a horrible headache when he tried, and he wouldn’t come off.

Krystal looked around the forest, he found a couple branches that had fell from the trees above him. He carried all the branches to a little opening in the trees and leaned them against one another to make a teepee. Just as he finished he heard a rustling in the bushes, he spun around to see a wolf.