Chapter One
Long long ago in the forest deep in the black woods lived a happy family of three. One was a little girl, a wife and the husband who was called a lumber Jack for his job is to cut trees. One day when the little girl was playing with her rabbit outside of there cabin made of woods. The lumberjack came as he called for his wife as she stopped doing the laundry and came to him. The lumberjack told his wife that he would be late tonight for he needs to chop more trees for the market. The man his selling it to what's more by tomorrow at dawn apparently.
The wife agreed and kissed her husband on the cheek telling him to be safe during the woods at night. The lumberjack assured his wife that everything will be fine and took take care of their child. Then off the lumberjack goes to the woods to chop down trees one by one as time passed by the sun goes down. It is dawn already and when the lumberjack was down he went to town but not to sell but to drink. The lumber Jack had lied to his wife and was actually going to the tavern with his friends to drink. The lumber Jack drank and drank dance with the ladies to the bard's songs.
When midnight came it was time to go home as his heart was filled with content of joy. Ale in one hand the lumberjack walked along the path at night as he heard the owl hooting which was pretty common. The full moon made a beautiful glow making it was a peaceful night with the crickets chirping. However though the lumberjack saw a man up ahead on his path he was wearing a hood. The lumberjack walked up to the hooded man to ask if he needed any help to which the man told him yes. You see the man needed to get rid of this ale real quickly for his family at home could survive.
The man will sale the ale to the lumber Jack at a fine price of one gold if the lumber Jack buys this right now. It is limited offer and not only that but it was the finest ale known to man or to ever exist. When the lumber Jack heard the word finest ale he couldn't help himself but buy he ale. He gave the hooded man one gold and thanked him for this opportunity as the lumberjack opened the ale. He smell the ale and it had the most beautiful scent of ale the lumberjack had ever smelled. The lumber Jack couldn't believe it as he smiled and drank the ale and it had the most.
The most wonderful taste known to man as the lumber Jack pat the man on the back and walked away thanking him. When the lumberjack walked away and out of sight the hooded man took of his disguised. He revealed himself as known other then the demon terrytop who fooled the man but at least he got his gold. On the lumberjacks way to his home he began to become extremely intoxicated by the ale he was drinking as well. The man began to hallucination and on the lumberjacks way home he saw his wife near the window. Well he didn't see his wife but her shadows as the he saw his wife in bed.
But however though the lumberjack did not see one shadow but two and they're faces touching. The lumber Jack was furious, frustrated and shock as to why his wife would have an affair with him. With another man doing the dirty on there bed the lumber Jack wanted to find out how long. How long as his wife been doing this so in a fit of rage he walked up towards the door. Grab his lumber axe that was sitting near the door and bust in and walked to there room. The lumber Jack slammed the door opened and his wife got out of bed and saw him.
The wife saw her husband holding an axe over his shoulder and ready to swing. The wife made a bloodcurdlimg scream as the lumber Jack cut of her head. Blood went all over the lumber Jack shirt as his wife's decapitated head went up the air. It went rolling around on the floor as blood kept on pouring everywhere on the floor. The lumber jack pulled the blankets and saw that there was a doll instead of a man on there bed. Confused the lumber jack dropped the ace and realized what he had down his wife was not cheating on him.
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