It unnerved the black-haired man on a wheelchair, this feeling that he's being watched. The forest seemed endless too, he could get lost for real if this goes on. He does have this constant, vague sense of where north is, and wherever 'here' is right now, it still seems to be working.

	Is it paranoia or something's surveying him from a distance? Is it just all the animals? Either way, they need to be taught a lesson on dominance hierarchy. He backs up towards one of the closest trees around him and fully elbows it with his left arm, with the intent of carving out a huge slice of the trunk and making the tree fall down.

	[@spiral origin]