Jane could not longer hear the voices she thought she heard earlier. Maybe it was just the wind. [i]Just the wind.[/i] Jane felt ever more lonely, and the thought of herself being alone in this strange forest with the more-than-alive trees and the wind... seemed too nightmarish.

But then again, she was already a loner in the real world. What stopped her from enjoying this place? At least, she had a better excuse to feel lonely. She caught herself smiling to herself, was she smiling? [i]Oops[/i]. 

She started walking westward, passing by trees. [i]Are they actually watching me?[/i] She paused to look at the trees. She could have sworn she saw one move. [i]Is this possible?[/i] She had to still be hallucinating. She was merely trapped in some fragment of her brain. [i]Oh, pineal gland. What are you doing to me? What have I done to myself?[/i]

Getting out of the hallucination was just going to take a lot of patience. 

She waved her hand in front of her face, and then pinched herself. 

She was still in the same place. [i]Just keep walking, and pray it does not rain...[/i] As Jane told herself this, she realized--she had not eaten for three days. Or, what seemed like three days, and she was hungry. The shock of being on this island made her forget about all her necessities. [i]God, I'm f'cked up, right now.[/i] 

She kept walking, holding her stomach, slowly beginning to realize how fatigued her body felt.