Part one

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                In the heart of fog-covered mountains, there was a village called "Rogue," hidden from the world as if it never existed

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         In the heart of fog-covered mountains, there was a village called "Rogue," hidden from the world as if it never existed. Only a few knew about it-people who were either desperate or influential, as if it existed in a parallel world connected to reality by a few secret stories.

The village was isolated, surrounded by a strange darkness, as if the air itself carried secrets no one could understand.

No one was allowed to enter, and all contact with the outside world was handled only by the village leader, Steve, a man about whom very little was known, yet seemed to know more than he should.

George, the only child of his parents, grew up in this village, accustomed to its strict and mysterious rules.

No one knew where these rules came from or why they existed, but they were followed without question. Six rules governed every aspect of life in Rogue:

1. **Never search for someone who has disappeared.**

2. **Never laugh at or insult our historical stories.**

3. **Never venture deep into the forest or stay inside it for more than five hours.**

4. **Never leave your home if you hear screams at night.**

5. **Never talk to strangers or communicate with them.**

6. **Never go near Henry's cabin.**

George's parents were farmers, like most of the villagers who were either farmers or hunters. But George and his cousin Giovanni spent most of their time with Steve, the village leader, who spoke in strange and mysterious words. Phrases like "He will return soon" or "We've lost another companion" made the children worried, yet they were drawn to him, seeking to understand what seemed impossible to grasp, especially since he was the only one who could leave the village.

George lived an ordinary life, surrounded by the love of his parents, free from the worries of life until he turned fifteen. That's when the village began to show its true face to him.

One dark summer night, the village was bathed in dim moonlight, giving it a ghostly appearance. George's parents suddenly disappeared without any warning. George thought they had gone out with friends or were simply late, but as the clock struck ten, and darkness covered the village like a thick curtain, a deep anxiety grew in him about their whereabouts. He ran to the field where they had been working, but all he found was an empty, dark field.

Then he heard a strange sound coming from the nearby forest at the end of the field. George remembered that his parents had always warned him not to go there, but the sound was strange, almost human.

Fear gnawed at George's heart, but his curiosity pushed him to approach the edge of the forest. He remembered that he was breaking the first rule: never search for someone who has disappeared. But he continued forward until he stumbled over something. He tried to pick it up, thinking it was a stone, but discovered it was something dripping, full of a sticky moisture that made him recoil in disgust. As he stood up again, the strange sound he had been hearing suddenly stopped. George felt an uneasy fear, wondering if he should stay or leave. But he remembered his goal: finding his parents. He rushed back home to see if they had returned, but the house was empty.

Sadness overwhelmed George, realizing his parents had disappeared-his parents, who had carried all his worries with kindness, were gone. The laughter at the dinner table was gone, the warmth he had lived in was gone. George gathered himself and decided to ask the neighbors for help, but no one responded, as if the entire village was empty, with no one living there. George was shocked and felt betrayed. How could his parents, who had never withheld anything from the neighbors, be abandoned without concern or search?

With every step he took, George felt the ground shaking under his feet. Fear became a living creature that followed him, hovered around him, and whispered in his ear. He feared that his parents' fate might be the same as those who had vanished before. He kept asking himself, "Will my parents ever return? Will I ever see them again?"

At the peak of his fear, George remembered Steve, the village leader, and ran towards his house. He knocked on the door frantically. Steve opened the door, his eyes filled with worry and fatigue. He said, "Why are you here at this hour?"
George replied, trembling, "Please, help me. My parents have disappeared!"

But Steve interrupted him in a loud voice, "Silence! Have you forgotten the village rules? You're putting all of our lives at risk!"
George, angry, said, "Those stupid rules won't help me get my parents back!"
Steve's face changed, as if he had seen something terrifying. He placed his hand on George's shoulder and whispered, "You've made an unforgivable mistake.

" Then he began speaking in words George couldn't understand and added, "You've broken four rules. Wait for your punishment," before slamming the door shut.

George was terrified and ran away, his heart pounding with fear. What was happening in his village? What had happened to his parents? He returned to his empty home, climbed the stairs, and went to his parents' room, hugging their belongings and crying until he fell asleep. He was awakened by a loud noise. He rushed to the window and saw a crowd of villagers gathered in front of his house

 He rushed to the window and saw a crowd of villagers gathered in front of his house

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