Hidden in the Dusk

Hidden in the Dusk

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What would you do if you find yourself in the middle of the woods all alone as a seven year-old? Pretty sure you would be scared as hell! That was the case for little Ben when he opened his eyes facing the darkness of this virgin forest. Not knowing how he ended up there in the first place, he wanted to shout for mommy and daddy, which sparkled another problem that he couldn't remember the last time he saw them. There is nothing much to do but cry for a kid here. Loudly and screamingly and at the top of his lungs cry. But wait a minute... Was he not alone in this scary place as he thought he was? It doesn't matter if you are seven or twenty seven. If you feel something "bad" is behind you, you will run as fast as you can in the other direction. This is not just a story of a kid uncovering the mystery that he found himself in unconsciously. This is a story of a human spirit trying to find his way back home.
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The locals had warned me that no one in their right mind would enter the North Woods alone, not unless they had a death wish. It's a good thing then that I am not in my right mind. Fear had prevented me from returning to this place for years, but the nightmares depriving me of sleep threatened to steal what little sanity I had left, leaving me with no other choice than to confront the source of my apprehension. I was tired of pretending that everything was ok. That I was ok. I needed the nightmares to stop. But in order for that to happen, I needed to uncover my lost memories. The North Woods held answers, of that much I was certain. So here I stand, ready to face my past. If only I could get my legs to move. **FIRST DRAFT - UNEDITED **

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