Midnight

The trees sway
The leaves rustling
It is damp
It smells like death

Walk further
The stones scratch your bare feet
The wind sends shivers up your spine
You have no light to guide you

You can't find anything
But anything is everywhere
You seem blinded by darkness
Wherever you look is shrouded by shadows

You are numbed
Your breathing is shallow
Sweat builds up on your face
Unaware that you are still walking

This is midnight.