(I made this because I miss my son)

a virus broke out that corrupts whoever touches the black moss on trees, so your son went out to get food and hasnt been back in a day so you go out to find him, you are walking through the forest looking for your son, Percy, you hear quiet, distorted laughter that sounds somewhat like Percy

You: "Hello? This is you (insert mother of father). Are you there? Are you coming home?"

Percy: "ha ha ha ha ha..."