The Forest. ||CREEK||

Just the beginning.

[I will be adding Creek fanart in that little box thingy]

There was a teenager named Craigory Tucker, Craig, for short. He worked at the town church and spread the gospel. He answered people's questions, but there was only one singular question that he couldn't, or rather anyone, couldn't answer.

What was in the forest?

People ask themselves this question every day when waking up. They've only seen shadows and glimpses of this "thing" in the dark forest.

The forest was foggy and dark, no matter the weather. It was creepy, sure, but one day, it used to be a sunny forest that was once a park. It got abandoned and rotted away.

There were missing cases about this forest and even murder cases as well. Some people were stupid enough to go inside the forest alone. Did they ever be seen again? Probably not. No.

As much as Craig's been asked, he couldn't have an answer unless he found out himself. He would probably get killed, but as long as there was an answer, it was worth it.

Craig sighed and fixed his hair before coming onto the stage in front of all the church people. He had fixed the microphone before starting the ceremony, so there shouldn't be any bugs/ problems. He grabbed the microphone and started talking.

Father Maxine insisted that if Craig wouldn't wear his chullo hat. Craig didn't understand why he couldn't, but he didn't question it and just agreed. So, here he was, standing on the stage spreading the gospel with some girls looking at him as if he were a piece of meat. He knew that only SOME girls would come into the church to talk to him.

Apparently, the mic didn't want to cooperate with him. It started bugging and making that loud noise. He groaned (stop.) at the noise and tapped it.

He gave a look at the other people, and they tried to fix it. It would just worsen it. As Craig thought it couldn't be any worse....The whole time it was hell.

The mic broke, BOTH of the instruments also broke, 3 LOUD ASS BABIES STARTED CRYING, etc etc. Craig literally wanted to dropkick the babies so they could shut the fuck up.

They let the people leave early so they could fix the things up. It was a Saturday, so it was 7 PM. Craig was alone, and it was eerily quiet in the church. Craig sighed softly and put his head into his hands when he couldn't fix it. He wanted to bang his head on the nearby wall, but before he could do that, he heard a noise.

Craig's head turned to the sound so fast he got a bit dizzy. Lucky for him, the church was, wow, nearby the eerie Forest. Oh, how lucky he is!....

Craig stood up slowly, and being the stupid American he was, he walked to the noise. He didn't full-on go into the forest and check out the noise. He peered into the window at the forest and looked around it. He got the chills for no reason. The place felt cold, really cold. He stepped away from the window.

He heard glass shatter in the kitchen...

This was only just the beginning.