Whispers From Billie

I last remember seeing a white flash of light, and there I was, standing in front of a gate. There is a lock on the gate, and no key can be found, nor is anyone guarding the entrance. I see trees and bushes everywhere but cannot see what is beyond the gate, as if there is something I am not supposed to see. I found a path near the entrance that seemed worn, and it looked like it had walked through many times, so I followed suit. There was no sound; I could only hear my breathing. It felt like I had been walking for what seemed like hours; that was when I noticed a sound approaching me, but unknowingly where it was coming from. I grew paranoid as I walked the seemingly endless path because something was following me. So, I turned around and yelled, “Whoever is there, come on out; I know you are there!” Soon after, a little girl walked out of the brush very slowly. She was wearing a necklace that had a key on it. I felt like I knew her, but I could not remember who. “That key on your necklace is that for the gate? Can I have it?” The child remained silent. “Do you know who I am?” I asked as I started to approach the child.