A bit freaked out, but also morbidly intrigued, you walking off the trail and into the forest slowly. The midnight stars seem to stop shining under the thick blanket of trees above you.The sound happens again, that small coo... This time, about ten feet from your face. You freeze as you hear the soft footsteps of a man. My dear... It's so late out. What are you doing here? A soft yet creepy voice speaks in front of you. Your lantern emanates a glow that reveals a face like carved jade.
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