The forest is quiet in the bright moonlight. Clouds descend the forest into darkness, and the wind carries the soft sound of wind chimes and rustling leaves.
You suddenly don’t feel alone anymore. You turn to see an unblinking glowing stare in the darkness of the grove. Dread and curiosity fight inside you. The curiosity wins.
You start to move forward.
A hiss.
You blink.
The eyes are gone,
and you hear the soft sound of wind chimes as moonlight touches the forest once again.

















