Stormy Sky

I opened my eyes to a dark, stormy sky. The air was cold and suffocating, as if it were filled with poison.

 I was lying on the ground, my clothes soaked from the rain.

 I tried to sit up, but I was too weak. I looked around, and I saw that I was in a forest. 

The trees were twisted and gnarled, and the leaves were a sickly green. I knew that I was in a cursed place.

I had no idea where I was or who I was. I looked around in terror, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't control my fear.

I looked down at my hand and gasped.

 It wasn't a human hand at all. My fingers were long and slender, with sharp talons at the tips. 

My skin was a pale, translucent white, and my veins were pulsing blue beneath the surface. I had no idea what this thing was, but it wasn't human.

All I remember about my past is that I was human. Everything else is a void. I have no memory of my childhood, my family, or my friends

I pressed my hand against my forehead, trying to squeeze out any memories, but my mind was blank. Only one voice echoed in my mind: Run away. I didn't know who I was or where I was, but I knew that I had to listen to that voice. I had to get away.

I forced myself to my feet, my strange body aching all over. It didn't matter. I had to run. I didn't know who or what I was running from, but I knew I had to get away. I looked around, my eyes darting back and forth.

I dashed into the forest, my heart pounding in my chest. I was terrified, and tears streamed down my face. My weak body collided with trees and stones, but I didn't stop. I didn't know how long I'd been running or where I was going, but I knew I had to keep going.

I didn't know what was chasing me, but I knew I had to keep running. I could hear it behind me, getting closer. It was a sound that I could never forget, a sound that made my blood run cold.

I tripped over a root and fell, scraping my hands and knees. I scrambled to my feet and ran on, tears streaming down my face. I was lost and alone, and I didn't know if I would ever make it out of this forest alive.

I ran for what felt like hours, until I could run no more. I collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. I was exhausted, terrified, and I didn't know what to do.

I sat there for a long time, listening to the sounds of the forest. The birds were singing, the wind was rustling through the leaves, and the sun was shining through the trees. It was a beautiful day, but I couldn't enjoy it.

I knew that the thing that was chasing me was still out there, somewhere in the forest. I was safe for now, but I knew that I couldn't stay here. I had to find a way to get out of here.

I stood up and started walking, slowly at first, but then with more confidence. I wasn't sure where I was going, but I knew that I had to keep moving.

I started to smell a pleasant scent coming from far away. It was a fresh, clean scent, like rain on dry earth, or like the first day of spring. I had been so hungry and thirsty, and this scent gave me hope.

I followed the scent, and soon I came to a river. The water was clear and sparkling, and it flowed over smooth stones. I could see fish darting in the pools, and birds singing in the trees above.

I cupped my hands and scooped up some water. I drank it greedily, and it was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. It was cold and refreshing, and it quenched my thirst immediately.

I sat down on the bank of the river and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the water flowing by. It was a peaceful sound, and it calmed my nerves.

I opened my eyes and looked around. The forest was lush and green, and the sun was shining through the leaves. It was a beautiful place, and I felt grateful to be alive.

The idyllic scene turned sour as I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the river. My human visage was replaced with the grotesque features of a rabbit: long, floppy ears; a twitchy nose; and bulging red eyes. Green liquid coursed through my veins, pulsing beneath my translucent skin.

I reached up to touch my face, my fingers encountering soft fur and coarse whiskers. My hands had become paws, complete with sharp claws. I tried to speak, but all that emerged was a high-pitched squeak. I was trapped in the body of a rabbit.

Panic surged through me. I was alone in the forest, with no idea how to return to my human form. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I contemplated my uncertain future.

But then I remembered the river. Its crystal-clear waters had tasted so refreshing, perhaps they held the key to my salvation. I stood up and staggered to the water's edge, gazing at my reflection with a mixture of hope and fear.

Taking a deep breath, I plunged into the river. The cold water shocked my system, but I persevered, swimming to the center of the river and closing my eyes.

I imagined myself reverting to my human form, my rabbit features melting away as I emerged from the water. I focused on the feeling of my skin thickening, my bones strengthening, and my muscles growing.

When I opened my eyes, I expected to see my human face reflected in the water. But instead, I was met with the same grotesque features of a rabbit.

A wave of despair washed over me. I had hoped that the river would break the spell, but I was still trapped in this animal body.

I sighed and turned to leave, but again, a voice inside me whispered, "Beware." The forest was silent, save for the rustle of leaves and the chirp of birds. But my senses were heightened, and I could feel the presence of danger.

I took a step forward, then hesitated. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. I turned around slowly, scanning the trees. But all I saw were shadows dancing in the flickering sunlight.

I took another step forward, and then another. I was determined to leave this forest, even if it meant facing whatever danger awaited me.

Suddenly, a searing pain shot through my arm. I cried out and clutched my wounded limb. I glanced down and saw an arrow protruding from it, the fletching still quivering.

I looked up, my eyes wide with shock. A figure emerged from the trees, its face hidden in the shadows.

"I hit him!" the figure boomed; its voice filled with malice.

I staggered backward, my heart pounding in my chest. I was alone, unarmed, and wounded. I knew I was in grave danger.

The exhaustion from my previous ordeal hit me like a wave, and my legs gave out. I collapsed to the ground, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I looked up at the footsteps heading towards me, my heart pounding in my chest. I didn't know what fate awaited me

I knew nothing. I didn't know why this was happening to me, or who was chasing me. I didn't know where I was or how to get out of here. I even didn't know my name All I knew was that I was in danger.

The footsteps drew closer, and I could hear the angry voice of my pursuer.

"I've got him now," he said. "The cursed creature."

"curs"

I closed my eyes and braced myself for the end.