I am lost in the woods.
I am trying to find my way home.
I do not have any memories.

I do not know how I got here.
But, I am pretty sure I didn’t come here on my free will.
I can hear cries of a baby
I am running as fast as my feet can keep up.
I am running towards the cries.
I trip on the roots of a tree
Fall to the ground.
A big shadow encapsulates me
The crying baby I can hear so clearly
Its proximal to my location.
I face the shadow
The crying stops
Theres a big growl.
I was the prey
The crying was the bait
swallowed by the shadow.

It was a monster.