The forgotten woods

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f the Forgotten Woods was whispered among the townsfolk. It was said that once you

the edge of the woods, a place known for its haunting beauty yet tinged with an unsettling aura. Her frie

as they spoke in hushed tones about the woods. Some swore they heard Lucy's laughter in the

ted that the woods had claimed her as one of their own. Some brave souls ventured in, driven by despera

one moonless night, armed only with a flashlight and a heart full of hope. The air was thick with an othe

of her childhood with Lucy surfaced, and she could almost hear her sister's voice calling her. With each step, however, a sense of dr

her sanity. Then, in a clearing, Emily found a small, derelict swing set, covered in vines and rust. The sight felt familiar;

ugh the tone was tinged with something otherworldly-an echo of her laughter intertwined with a mournful

er path. Panic washed over her; she was lost. In that moment of despair, she c

nlit glow. She gasped. There, in the centermost point, stood Lucy-a mere silhouette, her back facing Emily, surround

t her voice was now eerily dissonant, a

her in, and Emily realized too late that her sister had changed. The

sinister rustling, branches reaching out like claws. In that heartbeat,

ed to whisper about the girls lost in the Forgotten Woods. Their laughter still echoed in the wind, while th