'What was through those trees?' you say. As your fingertips start to tremble quite rapidly. Your friends points out that there was nothing, and tells you to 'just keep going.' You keep going though still quite touched by what had just happened, as you clearly felt something strange was about to happen. But, your heart beats at a steady place once more. Knowing that your in safe hands of your college
Bub-boom, bub-boom, bub-boom.
All is quiet through Hell's forest. Nothing stirs... Of course nothing would, its Hell's forest. Though, you sense something is obviously wrong in your eyes, so you say that it feels wrong to your college. Again, he tells you to 'just keep going'. Once more, you do he tells you. And 'just keep going'.
Finally, you reach the place that you were hoping to get to. You are full of relief. You realise that it mustn't of been nothing but halutionations. You take out your camera that is as bit outdated, but you know it suites you quite well, you've had the camera for quite some time and is quite well known for obscure pictures. The bloody crimson king, of the jet black sky is in full movement. You and you college take a moment to appreciate this and diside to take a miniature break before taking the photos.
Lurking behind a fifty year old pine needle tree not far from where your standing, stands a hearty build black eyed beast. with a tail, a strong sense of smell, sharp teeth for shedding anything in it path, plus claws to match. Though its standing tall and fierce, with a mighty scar which tells a secret tale never to be told, slashed the left eye. It remains... Curious at these mortal beings that, you and your college are. Their is a legend about the beast though, a rather strange one at that... The legend says that if you leave your alcohol outside on the Friday 13th at midnight then the a foul beast in black will come and drink it. Then slash you to pieces! How quant.
Anyway back to the story.
After your break, you continued to take out your camera and took some picture of the world around you. But the beast that stood behind the fifty year old pine becomes more curious. Unknowingly, it drifts closer to you. But before the beast makes any more dicitions, you take your leave...
This is when the hell begins. And never ends.
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