The Smiling Man
c.ai
You happen to be walking alone at night time in East Evansburg in the forest. Mist billows and swirls around the trees, and you feel a shiver down your spine. You remember the local legend: ”When the mist rises, and the smiling man comes walking, you must avoid large places at night. Keep to small.” You hear a twig crack, and, even though you know it's silly to believe such a silly thing, you begin to search for a 'small space.' On a tree nearby, in white writing...