The forest watches
Welp as I said horrific won, so here have you venturing into Greg's forest and regretting it.
It was a dare to go in, a push for bravery, a stab at bravado and a drunken moment of idiocy...but you were no coward. They egged you on word by word with every step into the woodlands until the shouting words were nothing but whispers and their looking eyes could no longer look.
But now new eyes looked upon you now though, the forest watches you go in deeper
The crunch of the ground below and the sound of leaves on the wind are the only sounds holding your hand on this unneeded adventure yet you feel more, you feel unsettled by the world around you, the trees bend to block the night sky, the darkness that does seep through encases everything and the air is thick with the scent of...decay.
But through it all, you still feel eyes upon you, like the forest watches you.
But you soldier on into the nighttime unknown looking to prove your bravery to goading friends. But all becomes worse the deeper your bravado drags you in, the scent of decay only grows stronger, the ground becomes more uneven and wrong under your feet and from what you can see on the ground there are telltale signs of hunting...or at least there was. this deep in bloodied traps litter the ground and trees above and the air is so thick with decay the scent is beginning to become a visible thing.
But then with traps littering the ground rustling startles you, as if the forest watches you.
You have gone far enough you think as you turn to flee as the bravery once held turned to consuming fear and you begin to flee, your heart races as do your feet to bring you back to the light of the outside. But the forest in your state seems to want to stop you, branches simply sprout in front of your face, logs and bramble rise from the ground as you move forward and it only makes the fear grow stronger.
But is this even the way out you puzzle over and over as the forest still watches you
Then disaster for you as the ground for one step shifts from forest to cold trapping steel below you and a sickening snap stops you from running any further, your scream echo’s into the dark as the sharp teeth of the trap dig into your flesh and dragging out the blood inside with it tearing your flesh and muscles apart, every movement you make in a panic only grinds and grates the teeth deeper. With you stuck the forest once again closes in on you and the panic you feel steps into overdrive with blood flowing out of the wound rapidly and your heart beating at a bullets speed. More of your screams of help made their way into the forest but you had gone too deep...you friends wouldn't hear if they were still even there.
But then the bushes nearby rustle, the forest watches...but now the forest comes for you
You lean down desperately trying to pull the trap off of yourself in vain as the forest bushes open and a camouflaged older man steps out, he looks shocked and even worried which does take some of the panic but you cannot help feel as unsettled by him as you did the forest, his entire demeanour screams friendly but in a sickening way.
“Oh my goodness I'm so so sorry I didn't think anyone would be here at this hour friend, let me help ya out and get you outta here.”
His voice had a southern drawl to it and sounded sweet as chocolate yet mixed itself with a gruff undertone, soon your vision began to become hazy as he did eventually free you from the trap and propped you up, you had lost a lot of blood and in his arm slowly passed out with his face being the last thing you saw.
“Don't worry, you ain't a weak one, your gonna make it~”
this time, the hunter watches you