So then. It was midnight, I was obviously alone, who would want to be caught dead at midnight? The chill of the night would frighten even the strongest of men half to death. It's typical how one night you go out drinking with your mates, getting absolutely mortal, then getting completely lost and being stuck in the middle of the woods. I was meant to be having a whale of a time, not trekking around like some lost pup. Everyone use to always call me useless, it's stupid. I stop in my tracks. "Wait.... Oh for god sake they have my damn wallet! My credit card and cash is in that! Now I can't even get a cab home!" I walk around frustrated and anxious as I'm not usually out this late... Alone anyways. Give me a break I'm only 17! Anyways I'm in the middle of a woodland area, it's pitch black, I'm freezing my ass off and everywhere I look, all I see is trees. It's like they are all laughing at me... Or is that the drink talking to me again? Maybe it's just the wind, whispering in my ear like a little snake hissing words of meaningless. I plodded my drunk ass along, for what felt like some what an hour, which was most likely 10 minutes since I was off my head. Slumping to the ground I brought out my phone that had 10% of battery and fuck all of a signal. A piss take if you ask me. I looked around, seeing if I could find any means of salvation, sadly that's when.....the interference began. End of part 1.