Fog and Claustrophobia

We walked, and walked, and walked. For miles, and miles, and miles. It was never ending. And it was so, so hot. We made very few stops. When we did, it was for very little time. To make matters worse, we were in the middle of nowhere. It was unusually foggy for the 8th of June. Even our torches couldn't see through the thick haze of white. Max held my hand firmly. He was leading us. Abbie held my other hand and Ben was holding her other hand. Her blush had been almost too obvious when Max had said that he was definitely holding my hand, and she'd realized that she'd end up holding Ben's hand no matter where else she stood. I knew Max noticed too, but I don't think Ben did. He didn't notice much these days. Finally, the straight line we were walking in turned. I could see from the light of my torch that we'd entered a clearing. I couldn't see how big it was, or even what it looked like. I just knew that it was a clearing because of the dark circle that surrounded it, probably trees. Max let go of my hand. I flexed my fingers.

"Is everyone OK?" Max said

"Yes, I think so" I heard Abbie say. She appeared hazily at my side. I couldn't believe the fog was so thick.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I told him.

"Same" Ben said, appearing at my other side. The fog made me feel like I was in a small space. I began to feel claustrophobic.

"We need to get the tents up" I said. The claustrophobia did not help my asthma either. "But in this weather we'll all need to help each other. It's hard enough walking" I had to gasp the last part. Max looked worried and nodded his head. Abbie and Ben agreed too. We put the tents up blindly. Ben and Abbie went into theirs and Max followed me into my side of mine. I put my head on my knees and concentrated on breathing deeply.

"Are you OK?" Max asked me, worried.

"Fine" I said quietly "Just a bit claustrophobic, that's all"

"I didn't know you were claustrophobic" he said

"It comes with the asthma" I said, looking up at him. He smiled.

"Are you sure you're OK?"

"Fine, honestly, you should stop worrying so much" I told him gently.

"OK. But if anything happens in the night..."

"Yes, I'll come and get you. Oh, and please no scary stories tonight. Last time I had a really bad dream"

"OK" he said. He left. I sat for a while and then went to join everyone outside. 

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