THE EVIL FOREST
A tall figure stood in the glade.
He stood, blocking the exit, fully illuminated by the magic light from Abednego's calabash and the shadowed rays of moonlight. The first thing Abednego noticed was the burlap sack that covered his face. The sack was almost entirely covered in deep red stains and stitching. Two holes were roughly cut out, and within them, he could see his eyes staring out at him. They resembled human eyes except for one thing… His iris’s were red, bright and vibrant red. The orbs appeared calm and focused, but more than that, they looked… unquenchable hungry, as if they had been starved for an eternity.
In his hand, there it was, dripping blood, the head, yes the head. He rec
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