To be entirely honest, I'm not sure why everyone hates this forest so much. From what I can tell, nothing strange happens here. Everyone must either be incredibly superstitious or just plain wrong. I would check for odd things, if I knew what everyone was worried about. That's the thing, no one will tell me what is supposedly "wrong" about the forest. The closest I've gotten to an answer from anyone is a terse, "well you should know all about it anyway."
Sometimes I regret moving here. Not that I had much of a choice.
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A crack suddenly shot through the forest. Samantha looked up, startled. Another crack sounded. And another. They were coming regularly, like a beat, or like footsteps. As she was gathering all her things and preparing to leave, Samantha saw a figure appear in the trees at the edge of the clearing. It looked like a woman, wearing a long cloak, which was gently blowing in the wind.
"Hello!" the woman called. "Are you Samantha?"
Samantha was hesitant. "Yes? Who are you?"
"Someone who has something to say. Come here, won't you?"
Alarm bells went off in Samantha's mind, followed quickly by justifications. She wanted to know more about this person in the forest. She thought she was the only one that would even get close to the place. Had this person always been here, or was she new? Samantha stood up and made her way across the clearing.
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