Later, before entering the woods when he was having breakfast, Jim noticed that the old man from last night was looking in his direction, looking extremely restless and worried. When Jim

sty old cab to drive him to

wanted to go and had to confirm it twice. "You sure? That

who has told me that." Jim smiled.

got the chance. Weirdo, thought Jim and walked towards the gloomy trees. He could hear the ominous songs of the birds. They weren't regular chirps. They sounded sad and scary. They sounded somew

he even needed to switch on his torch. He walked and walked and the forest continued on and on without any seeming end. He went ahead and lost track of time. For some reason his pho

surprise, the sounds turned into groans, horrible ones, as if someone was cutting someone else's throat and they were choking on their own blood. All alone in the midst of nowhere, Jim felt scared. H

rk shadow and he saw that it was some kind of animal because it had antlers, huge ones. It moved swiftly, at an impossible pace. It was very ha

e in a flash, cutting Jim's cheek in the process. He fell back from the stinging pain and touched his face immediately; his hand was covered in blood. He qu