Chapter 1

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       It was the first day of October and I was wondering through the woods enjoying the beautiful color of the leaves in the trees. The light from the sun projected through the leaves coloring the ground  with a bright and vibrant palette of autumn colors. As I was walking I saw some squirrels run up the trunk of a tree circling around eachother almost like some sort of dance. As I kept walking I could hear the birds in the distance chirping and In the distance I saw ontop of a rock stood a huge buck, its antlers had at least 14 points on each side and as I approached slowly, it ran away gracefully.  While it ran I was sad to see it leave yet I was amazed at the sight of it. I named the buck prancer after one of santa's raindear, I gave it this name because the way it ran resembled an animal prancing. I kept walking, hoping I would see prancer again.

       As I continued to walk I noticed it started to get dark, so I took of the backpack I was carrying and I started to set up a tent. As I set up the tent I realized that I forgot the stakes to hold the tent down. I searched around for some sticks to use for stakes and I as I was, I ran into prancer again, but he was much further away and he looked much different in the dark, but I could tell he was still the same. I stood still as he slowly walked twords me, as he got close he got more and more majestic. He approached me then he stuck his head up to me, as if he wanted to be pet him, so I did. After petting him I walked back to my tent and he walked back to a heard of other dear I hadn't noticed until now. I got back to the tent, set up the stakes, rolled out my sleeping bag, and I went to sleep.

       I woke up the next morning, I took down the tent and headed back home. While wondering back I admire nature once more when all the sudden my foot lands in a bear trap sending blood flying up almost like a fountain. My foot snaps and is hanging on just by skin that hasn't cut yet. My backpack flew off and I landed on the ground with my left arm getting caught in another trap and I hear the multiple tiny cracks and pops of coming from my almost detached foot and my broken arm. As I lay bleeding out and suffering, prancer walks up to me and looks down on me as if I am a filthy peasant and he the god of all gods. He steps back and then his skin peals off and turns to flakes revealing a half dear half demon. Its arms are at least 10 feet, its back is hunched up almost like a slouching human, its legs about 4 feet, and I will never forget its face, the size of its head stayed almost the same but its teeth grew long and just a hint of yellow, it almost seemed like it had a blood lake in its mouth with how much blood ran down its chin and all over its body staining its fur red. The last thing I remember is its front hooves breaking and cracking apart into fingers as it grabed my neck, picked me up and opened it wide jaws to take a huge bite out of my skull with its monstrous teeth..

       I woke up in hell on a red hot spike with prancer walking away through a portal back to the woods to capture more victims still in his terrifying true form.  As he left a demon came up and told me that he would be in charge of when and how I get tourchered, he walked away and left me alone for the next hour. I looked around and behind me was a book standing on a pedestal. I grabbed the red hot pike and slowly pulled myself off of it. I got off with my hands chared black and a hole through my chest. I grabbed the book and as I did the leather on the book started to glow bright white. It stopped glowing shortly with a drawing of a goats skull on the front. That book, is how you are reading this right now. . .

Notes: This book is called October because there will be a chapeter for every day in october, of course this book will probably last until December or maybe even until next year because I have to come up with the ideas for chapters and then write them, plus I could be busy. Make sure to leave your opinions down in the comments and if your curious there is more than what you think. There is hidden evidence, there is a meaning behind this. There is a lot that I wont mention, but it is all still there. Anyways I hope you like the book and I hope that im a decent author. Have fun and make sure to enjoy life. Oh and just to keep you theorists busy..
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Welp, see ya in the next chapter, bye.

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