|Chapter 6| Spring Woods

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A day had passed and the news spread quickly across town like a swarm of bees. All of the townsfolk felt extremely sorry for the loss of those children.

Grandpa Jeff was in tears, he couldn't even see his grandkid Peter cause now he was dead in the far end of the woods. He was miserable that day. The town folks tried to comfort him but nothing worked. "Those kids.." he sighed. "Why did I even let them go" he thought.

"Im such an IDIOT" he yelled, but he couldn't do anything anymore, he wiped his tears. He then stepped into his orange van and drove back to The Black Woods.

When he arrived, Jeff pulled something out of the trunk, it was a back suit, dark sunglasses and a rifle and stood into The Black Woods with a smile on his face. "Ive been here long enough... you broke the last straw.... I will find you, and I will put an end to your bull shit.

Jeff walked in the forest and disappeared.



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