As I swiftly run by the aged vined trees my heart feels like it is going to explode. As my shoes pace in a fast motion I run faster and faster.... to take the shortcut.... The trees seem like to turn every way I ran. The snapping sounds of branches and twigs flew all over the mud covered area. I could feel sweat dripping down my face. I come to this ancient like shack. Finally I thought a place to drift away to take a few breaths.... So I cautiously walk on the small rotted deck I open the door. I look around, hairy spiders and slimy bark crickets scatter in the dark corners as I enter. I look around the area of the shack itself. I am fascinated by how the spider webs could withstand the conditions in here... I guess it was just perfect... I look around some more. A piece of paper catches my eye. I open the crimped paper and read.
" Dear reader, If you are reading this you are at the wrong place at the wrong time"
I paused and look around and nothing seemed to be wrong. So i kept on reading...
" This shack was built in 1697... This shack was used for spiritual sessions... for black magic..."
I scanned everything and looked on the floor a white mark suddenly showed. I swept all of the dust on the wood floor and saw a white five pointed star surrounding me. I kept on reading
" If you find this letter you are lucky but in danger.... This forest Is called Doll creek that is because dolls are hanged and nailed into trees. You will still see them today but all of them will look more.... aged... Once you are done reading this letter leave it and run as far away from it... run back to where you came from. You will have to head back when the sun is still shining. But when it is the night be on high precaution for the dolls..... Take this candle and a a five matches... I wish you well..."
The rest was smudged I couldn't read it. Suddenly a chilling shiver came down my spine. It was almost like ice running down my back. I grab the candle and five matches and scuryed out of the creepy shack. As i keep on running I come to a sign. It read " high precaution... for the spirit..."
I was getting more confused with each step i took questions popped in my head like " who was the person that wrote the letter?, what would happened if I don't get out of the forest in time in the day?, what time is it?, how long can I withstand all of this, will I ever see my family again? My mind suddenly erased like a computer infected a virus. I ran past the sign and kept on going. As I felt the hot humid day past me into a freezing dark ink night i knew that i was to late. As I light the honey bee wax candle I keep on running. As minute by minute pasted I could feel the energy from the candle comfort me The wax dripped on my pants and hands. it felt like rubbery yellow raindrops.
Is I come to a swamp I look around. Dolls and figurines are strapped to the trees. I look in fear like a heat wave coming toward me. All of the dolls eyes are closed. I look at one side there eyes suddenly open. As I look to the other surrounding dolls there heads turn and look at me again. I feel a sharp tug on my leg i leap into the muddy creek. My whole body is glazed with mud. I am slowly sinking into the dark water. As my mouth fills with dead leaves and other substances my windpipe gets clogged. It feels like a stinging suffocating sensation. As i slowly close my eyes My mind goes blank. My whole body feels numb. i slowly die in the mud...
As i remember of how i was in the forest I lost my friend she want home so i took a shortcut. So now i am a mystery... A mystery in Doll creek... I am now apart of the dolls....
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