Autopilot
Christopher could not wait to explore everything that his new property had to offer. He loved hearing the birdsongs and basking in the silence of the trees. As he was looking around, it felt like his mind and body were both in a trance. He only came back to reality after something caught his attention.
Was It A Tree?
He was still in a haze of some sort when he went up to the direction of this object of interest. What could it be? It was pretty dark and small, almost as if it was trying to hide form him. Was it just a regular tree like the rest of them? Maybe it was only darker, smaller, and older than the others in the woods.