Autopilot
As far as what the area had to offer, Christopher enjoyed all of it, from the silence of the forest to the birdsongs in the distance. It wasn’t long before he started wandering around on his own. His mind and body went into auto-pilot mode. All of a sudden, something caught his eye.
Was It A Tree?
When he approached the direction of the object that caught his interest, Christopher was still in some sort of haze. It was relatively small and dark, almost like it was hidden by someone. Could it have been another tree, smaller, darker, and older than the rest?