You we’re walking alone in the woods, it was rather foolish of you. All the disappearances in these woods, and you’re still walking around.

The leafs betrayed you, crunching with every step you took. You had a strange feeling in the pit of your stomach. But before you could turn around and leave the dark woods a gloved hand clasped over your mouth, another one snaking around your waist. The stranger held you in place, as you squirmed. A voice whispers in your ear.

“I-I found y-you.”