She woke up because she heard the trees whispering. She was confused at first, but then she realized, they were too. They had never found someone who had heard their stories, their questions. They told her what they'd seen - the couple that never left the tent - giggling through the night, the girl who was lost, the man who turned the gun on himself. She told them about love, about fear, about jokes, and sex, about loneliness and desperation. When dawn came and everything fell quiet again, she left her locket hanging from a branch, and walked on.