22. creepy as hell

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"Don't take your eyes off of it,” Peter warned.

“How many rules are there?” I whispered through clenched teeth.

“Just be cautious.”

Well so far his plan was working. We were still alive. But still. My head was still spinning. Where did the animal come from? Did this mean that there were other animals in the forest?

“We have to do something,” Tanya said at one point. “We can't jus– woah!”

She tripped. And we all turned to help her up. Stupid I know. But when we turned back around, the wolf wasn't there anymore.

“What the–”

My eyes darted around frantically. It couldn't have gone that far in those three seconds that our eyes were off it.

“Where'd it go?”

“I don't know…” Michelle said in her small voice.

“Okay…now we can ru–”

He didn't have to finish his sentence. We all took off at speeds we didn't know we possessed.

Fortunately for us, locating the tent was easy and we got to it in a few minutes. We all lay on the floor beside it, panting.

“Guys,” Peter said through his heavy breathing. “That thing and other…things could be out here. I don't think we're safe.”

“No shit Peter.”

“Oh, shut up, it was your fault. Why did you have to trip?”

Her mouth fell open and she turned round so she was resting on her elbow.

“It was my fault the damn animal disappeared?”

I chuckled. “Who knows? Maybe. This whole damn forest is creepy as hell. Too many strange things have been going on.”

“The fact that we can't seem to find a way out,” Michelle started as she looked upwards from her spot on the ground. “the clues; the fact that we don't know how they're even here and why and how they were set up, the fact that there aren't any animals here, well except the birds in the sky but I believe that's because they're technically not in the forest and the crickets but we've only heard them. I’ve tried but I've never found them.”

“Then the buzzing sound comes,” I continued. “The shed is destroyed, I yell and some freaky ass wind flies towards us. Now there's a damn wolf.”

“Don't forget the arrow,” Tanya added.

“So now what?” Peter asked.

“We stay in the tent if we don't have to leave, be careful and cautious when we're out and hope we will leave this forest soon. I'm just so exhausted and we're all look disgusting right now,” Tanya said with a sigh.

“You look better than all of us,” I commented.

She looked over at me with a smile.
“That's because boys are just too disgusting. Even when they're not trying to survive in the forest.”

I gave her an eye roll but I feared that it wasn't as serious as I wanted it to be.

“Let's go ahead and solve the next clue. The faster we solve, the better,” Peter said.

Tanya quickly took out the box and got the paper out. Somehow she managed to put everything back as she was slowly walking away from the wolf.

A line appeared between her brows as she read.

Count your steps
The ash trees will guide you
Line, cinquain, sonnet
Then a heptastich, and a haiku.”

“Types of poems!” Peter suddenly exclaimed.

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