Billy:

Billy watched the other young boy address the group before walking into the woods. He watched until the boy was almost out of sight and then he ran to catch up, not noticing the branches catching his shirt as he laughed. 

The woods broke way into a clearing where a waterfall crashed down tumultuous violence. It looked wondrous to Billy, as if the only thing that could stop it was Superman’s might. Billy ran towards the pool of water to see if there were any fishies swimming around like in the mall. There were tiny fish swimming beneath the surface but they didn’t look anything like the ones from the mall, it made him frown.

Nearby the boy who Billy followed was sitting atop a darkly coloured rock. Billy walked over to stand next to the rock, head tilted back to look up at the boy whose name he didn’t know. “Hey! I’m Billy! Cool rock, can I join you?”

Chris:

Chris had watched silently as the people around him reacted to the situation they found themselves sharing. They were all taking it in their own ways though too many of them were yelling for his liking. 

“Yes.” That brought Chris’ head around to focus on the weird kid addressing the group. What the hell is he wearing cosplay for? The kid was the only one that didn’t seem disturbed by what was happening as he said, “Please follow me. It’s only a short ways from here.” Wait, not the only one… there was another kid laughing and running after him through the woods.

Chris stood up, taking another look around. I’m getting the fuck out of here. He thought about asking if anyone knew where they were but everyone seemed caught up in their own metaphysical struggles to cope with the situation so he just started walking into the woods. He headed off in the opposite direction than the kids.

The trees provided a nice break from the sun overhead as he broke through the line bordering the clearing. He paused briefly to fumble with his mp3 player, he wanted tunes, but it wouldn’t turn on. “Stupid battery,” he said to himself, “always dying.” He had no idea how long it would take him to get home and see Sarah.

He had only been walking for a couple minutes when he broke back through the treeline, hoping to find a road, and found himself…. back in the clearing. I must of got turned around. Chris walked through the clearing, ignoring the stragglers left behind and headed back out the same way he had started with. 

Minutes later he was back to the clearing. Jesus, okay...different route. This time he turned around the way he had just emerged from in order to backtrack and find where he got turned around. 

A few of minutes later he was back in the clearing.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” he shouted.