Prologue

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Legend said that if you ever went into Cold Creek Forest alone you would see her. For years, enthusiasts of the paranormal and unfortunate people have gone into the forest only to be paralyzed by the beauty of the spirit that roamed its thick grass and large pines. They called her the Emerald Girl, because those who have seen her have noticed the beautiful heart shaped emerald necklace she wore around her neck. Who was she? Where did she come from? That was the question of many of the residents of the small town of Bozeman, Montana. How did she die? No one knew the answer to that. The scratches on her pale arms and legs suggested she may have gotten eaten by a bear. The bruise on her right cheek could mean she fell down. It was a mystery, Cold Creek’s mystery. Some of those who have felt her presence have heard her cry, or scream out someone’s name, the name? No one could understand what it was. The forest had been haunted for a long time now, wasn’t it time someone figured out who she was? How she got there? The time was now.

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