A Winter Walk

On my quest to the pharmacy to pick up my meds, I decided to cut through the woods in order to save some time. On my way home, I once again make my way through the woods. It has started snowing and the visibility is getting incredibly low. I keep hearing these noises. I look around and see nothing, no one. The noises sound to me like whispers. I think the trees might be trying to tell me something. I hear them saying "Get out as soon as possible" and "They are coming for you." I look around again, this time seeing these strange beings covered in white sheets. As they grow closer to me, I feel them sucking all of the happiness out my body, like dementors. I fear that I won't make it home in time for Bonanza.