Rock and olakc

you walking through the dark woods, you are on your way to your grandmother, she lives deep in these woods. The sun starts to set making shadows grow, you remember last year when grandfather went missing in these woods on a hunting trip, the darker it gets the more you start to worry “will I make it to grandmothers?” The path Steepens as you walk, the tree arch above, making it darker. Fear seeps into you as you walk, a lantern light glows from behind, and when you turn around you see us…