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Locating the familiar Oak tree, Hannah places her foot on top of one the branches while hauling herself up, while making sure that her s'more is protected. One foot after the other, she makes her way to the top, being surrounded by the stars. She slowly dangles her feet over the branch and takes a bite out of her s'more, which was starting to melt. The wind starts to pick up and Hannah's hair began to follow, whipping in its direction. Tucking some strands of hair behind her ear- Crunch.

Crunch. Crunch. Not even flinching, Hannah continues to eat her delicious snack, not frightened, but maybe, just maybe, the slightest bit curious.

Stroking the bark of the tree, Hannah looks around for the source of the sound. After not hearing the noises again, Hannah decides to go back to the campsite anyway. It was getting late, and soon her parents would start to get worried. But, as she makes her way down, she starts to hear the same noises again, even louder than before. Hannah became quiet, but the noise remained. As she was about to take her next step, she spots a figure; dark, like a shadow. It stayed still, not making a noise. Knowing that calling out, hello, would not really work out, like she had seen in the horror movies, she decides to go closer instead. Bad move. The figure immediately runs away, blending in with the night.

Still wanting to know who that person was, Hannah goes over to the spot where the figure was at, previously. Just standing there gave her a mysterious vibe, which she knew she had experienced before, but just couldn't put her finger on it. She takes a step forward, trying to move away from the ghostly feeling. But, as she looks back, something in the soil which she hadn't notice before, catches her eye. Hannah looks closer and pulls the object out of the ground, figuring out that it was a letter. Wanting to know what was written inside, Hannah opens the letter, not being able to resist.

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