That's life

Part 2

He was running through the forest. A nine year old boy, carefree and full of happiness. Not knowing what he was about to reveal to himself.
He was playing Hide and Seek with his best friend Hunter. Hunter was the seeker and the boy's task was to hide as great as possible. Under a big, dark rock he made himself as small as possible and shut up completely. Listening to every single noise in the woods. Cracking sticks and birds singing in the giant trees. He was convinced nobody would find him. That spot is the best he thought, until he heard sticks cracking and birds flying from the trees hastily. Carefully he watched every single movement in his eye-sight. Not knowing if he was in danger or about to be found by his friends. 50/50 Chance but he really really hoped for the second one to become real. Another cracking noise! What was that? Now he got out of his hiding spot, looking around again.
"RAHHHGHG!"
Was the last thing he heard, before he got knocked down and his neck was held down by super sharp sword. Aaaand it just happened to be the danger. Great! Scared for his life would be an understatement for the boys situation. The man who held his sword against the poor boy's neck looked so evil. That vibe he gave off was insane and his dark aura made it even worse. The boy didn't dare to move for a while until the sword was moved away from his head.. but not completely, because the next thing he realised was the man readying to swing his sword at him again, but he didn't feel anything. He just screamed uncontrollably. It was a deafening scream heard in the woods. He was screaming! And didn't feel anything at that moment.
When he calmed down and slowly opened his eyes, looking for things that looked like heaven or hell, he just stared in shock. The situation he was looking at showed a dozen of men laying dead against trees in a circle, like someone pushed them so hard. A few of them even were stuck INSIDE those trees! It was horrible. no wounds were visible tho, but he knew they all must have died. The death was in the air.
At this point he couldn't think anymore. He started running. No clue in which direction he was running tho. All he wanted to do was keep screaming but he lost his voice. So he kept running.
At some point he stopped. The boy was out of breath and his chest was heaving up and down histerically. Thoughts were running in his head about everything that had happened and then he just fell to the floor. Passed out and no movements visible in the middle of the woods it seemed.