The Forest

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The ghost children burst through the doors like a stream of vile, angry shadows when the last ghost that was supposed to be on watch called for them.

"What do you mean, they're gone!" one of the older ones, a brute of a girl with hair messier than a bird's nest, shouted in fury.

"Marie-Jenette is going to torture us again!" another younger girl wailed.

"Quiet, we need to find them!" the brutish girl ordered and the children hurried off to the forest.

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