“You’re cold,” he said into my hair as he put his warm hands all around me.
“We need to find a warmer place for you,” he said, leaning his forehead on mine.
“Yeah.”
I shivered in his arms. A mixture of feeling cold and a hot need for him burning in my gut, which contradicted each other, making my body confused I guessed.
He put his left arm around my waist and held my hand with his right hand. We started walking in the same direction I had been walking in before I’d bumped into him.
“Do you know where we’re going,” I asked, feeling much calmer now that Peter was with me.
“Not really, but I thought I saw a light over there” he said and nodded his head in the way we were headed. “Maybe there’s a house where we could get you some warmer clothes or a hot drink.”
“OK, let’s try walking there then.”
It felt strange, the fear I had felt before had all but vanished. Peter’s hand guiding me and his soothing voice almost made me think the dark and the noise of the trees were cosy. Earlier I had imagined all kinds of horrid shapes and noises. Now it felt like a nice camping trip with a loved one. I was still cold however and was really hoping there would be a warmer place for us up ahead.
“You vanished.” I told him as a matter of fact. We stopped in our tracks and he looked at me.
“Alex, I’m sorry, I can’t explain what happens to me. One second I’m there with you in the daylight of these woods, next I’m somewhere else and it’s dark. It frightens me a bit because to me, you’re the one that vanishes. It’s like I fall asleep, or lose consciousness or something. It’s