<span style="font-style: italic">"Jon.... Jon this way..."</span>A voice on the wind called to him. It was gentle and alluring like fire to a moth. He wanted so much to follow the voice to allow it to lead him further into the darkness. Further away from his friends. Right in front of his eyes a path opened up. Itâ€™s bright white light beckoning him to safety. But something inside him screamed danger.<br/><br/>The path itself seemed to cut the grass, and trees to make a path through the forest in front of him. A path that he was positive wasnâ€™t there before. If he just suddenly followed the path would his friends be able to find him. Then again had he really connected with any of them? A pain look crossed his face. He wasnâ€™t that much of a Jerk to just walk off on his friends. But this light, and the curiosity within him led him to take one step forward towards the path. That one step was enough to initiate his decision. Though no matter what he couldnâ€™t change the feeling of slight danger inside his stomach.<br/><br/>Just then down the path he caught the image of a female. She was familiar, and welcoming to him. She beckoned to him with a finger to follow her. Before he even had a chance to stop himself he felt his feet go forward. Then the female disappeared around the bend down the path. His heart sank , he wanted to know who she was.<br/><br/>Just like that his decision was made and he followed the path down to the bend that the lady had disappeared down. He followed the path down the bend that seemed to lead down hill towards a misty lake. He saw the figure of the lady from atop the bend before he started making his way down the bend. She was in the middle of the lake. When he at last made it to lake he heaved a long sigh. Now the hell do I get to her? He thought.<br/><br/>But then the lady moved and headed towards him. A hand offered out to him. He wanted so much to turn back and try to find his friends. But something held him there. The lady was familiar , and he was dying to know why. He grabbed that ladyâ€™s hand with only the mere hope that he wouldnâ€™t plummet to his death-into the most likely cold water. But instead when he stepped onto the lake he could walk on the surface. The water seeming to ripple under his shoes. He still worried for his dear friends that were out there in the forest somewhere. He hoped they were safeâ€¦that they werenâ€™t lost from one another.<br/><br/>The lady led him to the center of the lake. He wondered why the center? But had to breath and catch himself before he looked around. Darkness penetrated the lake. It seemed to reach only to the out skirts of the lake. But never touched the lake. He turned to stare at the lady. Afraid that she might just disappear in front of him. His breath was hot, and cold at the same time. It may have been summer but he felt an odd chill go down his back.