Trevor Henderson Tree Head Novels & Stories

he warns. “Yes, but I want to know this one,” I reply. "Maybe someday soon." For now, I've told you as much as I can…” He pauses and looks to his left, hearing something I can't, it seems. As relief covers Henderson's expression, a man walks into the woods. This man is small, shorter than me, but he is very muscular and his head is completely bald. Despite his strong appearance, he has kind eyes and is dressed in strange sailor clothes with a giant belt with a large metal part in the middle.

The trees which towered above us never looked so big before, my heart pounding in my little chest so fast, but in the same breath, I was much too terrified to cry. After intense moments of Hadwin running as fast as his little body could, we stop in the centre of the thick woods where the special tree that father had shown Hadwin stood. Taking two worried looks around him to ensure no one was coming, he leans down unsteady due to me still clinging from his body and begins to move away leaves and other debris before he finds the camouflaged handle.

He yelled. My heart nearly burst from my chest. The snake lifted its head at him. Trevor picked a long tree branch from the roadside and approached it. “Trevor. Be careful.” He kept his distance, tapping the ground instead of the snake directly. Three times and the snake paused, then it slowly crawled from my windshield towards the tree branch. I covered my mouth in fear. Trevor guided it away from the car with slow movements. The snake finally disappeared into the bush as Trevor dropped it towards the direction. He didn't wait for another second, he hurriedly opened my door. I threw myself into his arms, my arms wrapped tightly around him. I couldn't stop crying.

And I felt my heart pounding as I ran into the woods. I stopped beside a tree after running for a while and saw Trevor hiding in the woods. He was dressed in a black suit, and holding a briefcase that had Jericho's symbol on it. He stared at me with a dour expression, pulled a glowing bullet out of the briefcase, loaded his gun, and aimed at me. RUN!!

Henderson. Clement then prostrated before Woody.

RIN POV “Took you so long to get out of the stinky hole," Trevor said. His laughter filling the serene forest, with his hands behind his back as he slidded down from the tree he had been perching on. The trees rustled and the dew on it poured down on my already shivering body. “If you are expecting an appreciation, then I would rather walk back there and get killed," I replied, walking ahead so I would leave here before Ethan gets down from his high climax.

I shook my head, watching the sunset through the trees. #

"No one will ever be tortured in that godforsaken freezer again." For a moment, I was transported back to that barn, to the dark times it held, to the humiliation and pain. My breath caught, almost like his words had physical weight, but then he continued, "I also cut down that tree—the one he...well, you know...we used it to burn Adam's body and that nasty-ass chair." I felt a rush of complex emotions—relief, gratitude, a bizarre closure. I hugged Trevor tightly, clinging to this newfound semblance of peace. "Thank you," I managed to choke out, my voice tinged with a fragility I rarely allowed myself to show.

All that was cleared out of the grand tree. Heather closed her eyes, asking to any divine beings who were tuning in that it wasn't what it showed up. But clearly there were no divine beings around at the minute, for when she opened them once more, the log was twisted from her arms as they were both cleared over the edge of the waterfall.