Villagers around the area all knew that you do not go into the wood after dusk you might get lost or, even worst, get killed in some mysterious ways. There were hundreds of stories about the ghosts living inside and how cruel they are. But the two men still went in the wood in the middle of the night.
"Come on hurry!! Carry that fat man here, I dug a hole already," said one in all black, looking tall and tough. "Are you sure we want to do this here? I don't feel right. You know how people always say that this wood is cursed," his partner who was skinny and short replied tremulously. "Stop being a baby and bury that dead man in the hole so we can all go home. God, I can't stand another second with you!" shouted the tough man who was clearly running out of patient with his partner. The skinny man didn't reply he didn't want to piss the tough guy more, so he threw the dead man into the hole they dug and started to bury him. The only sound they could hear is the leaves blown by the wind. The skinny man could not stand the silence. The darkness and quietness were creeping him out, so he started asking questions about the dead man trying to focus on other things than the spooky wood. Two men started to make fun of the dead guy saying things that were disrespectful to the dead and laughed so hard on it. They thought their humor would make them less worried about where they were.
Suddenly, birds flew out of nowhere and made a loud noise by flapping the wings. They both stopped and looked at each other with shock. They didn't dare to say a thing. Birds started to fly above trees that were around them. Soon the birds started to fly lower and lower. With a closer look, the two men realized those were crows and they were actually staring at the men. Now the two men were over terrified and were too scared to move.
"Behind you!!" shouted the skinny man in horror. The tough man wasn't willing to turn around and see whatever was frightening his partner, but he felt something was on his shoulder. Something soft and thin, it felt like a bunch of robes all over his shoulder and back, and worst, it was moving. Now the tough guy was shaking, he couldn't even think. Slowly and tremulously, he turned. At first, he couldn't really see a thing because it was dark - the moon was covered up by the clouds. But, then he started to see what was on his body, it was hairs, long ones. From the top of the tree all the way to the ground, long black hair, some parts were even covered with blood. The two men where circled by crows and a long bloody hair that came out of nowhere, scared by the situation they didn't know what to react. All they could hear were the crows flapping the wings and their own loud heartbeats. Everything else was silent even the wind stopped blowing. "Leave!" a girl's voice came from above, shouting in a high pitch. With no further doubt, the two men ran straight out of the wood screaming for help. They ran like a baby learning how to walk.
After the small drama, a teenage girl with long black hair climbed downthe tree, wearing a white dress with blood spots on it. She signed and lookedat the dead guy who was supposed to be buried, "Human sucks," she said withsorrow. With a wave of her arm, the man was buried, peace and quiet.
