A young man ran through the dark forest alone, his only company a weak flame within a lantern and noises from the tree line along the path. During the day, the forest was a place of beauty, when night fell it became a lot harder to see it's enchantments. He ran further along the path hoping to reach safety. The whispers in his ears did not calm his nerves, it merely made him sprint faster. He ran for his life before suddenly falling to the ground, stumbling in the panic, his lantern shattering against the floor. Before he could recover from the fall, something grabbed him, pulling him back into the forest. No one was around to hear his pleas and screams for help.
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