Under The Oak Tree Ep 5 Novels & Stories

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Lauren wondered how long David had been at it. Mom must have been outside with Officer Hendricks for a long time. She would flip if she saw these. Lauren scooted around David on the floor so that she was at the beginning of the scroll. David had started from the cut end of the paper and was rolling out more as he progressed. The very first picture was a tree—the ghost tree, Lauren realized. It couldn’t be any other tree because it was the only one in the woods with the split from the lightning bolt. David had never been in the woods, though. He’d never seen the tree.

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he inquired, feeling distinctly out of place. She drew closer to him, her gaze darting left and right. "Oakwood. I believe Cathy's father rules over this territory." Rowan tucked this information away for future reference. The air was thick with a nauseating mix of blood, decaying meat, sweat, and vomit. He held his breath, casting a glance at Hailey, whose face remained impassive, her eyes betraying no surprise or disgust. A woman clad in scant clothing, her breasts nearly spilling out of her bodice, cooed at Hailey, mistaking her for a man.

“Please, continue ahead.” And no more than three seconds until Edmund was able to enter into the private zone. There they were; Diego with a heart broken, Ace with his fists clinched and Cameron with tears running down. But also, there was a little boy who had found a security place behind his mother. Edmund had to act. “Mr. Ace Linar?” Ace just looked at Edmund.

" The call ended. Less than five minutes later, the headmaster, Kenneth Houston, appeared at the door of my ward. When Zoey saw how Kenneth practically bent toward my father, she froze in place. "Mr. Snow," Kenneth said hurriedly. "This is entirely our failure. We failed to manage the academy properly and allowed your daughter to suffer like this."

her voice cracked. She heard a light thump followed by footstep upstairs. It was probably Ray being a royal pain, just out of spite. Ray had always been somewhat of a prankster but, this was just her acting out because of the move. Kat rested against the window and looked out over the tree top. She closed her eyes and took a sip of liquid gold. They’ll live another day. “Who are you yelling at?” Ray asked through a yawn standing at the threshold.

The oak tree is still standing there, its branches giving shadows to an now empty spot. The men take a few steps back to the oak tree as I clasp Ace’s t-shirt, getting him and also Kai to stop. “No wait. What if it’s a trap or some kind of magic? We weren’t supposed to go back, were we?” Kai grimaces as he looks at his brother, scoffing. “You parked in the wrong spot and they stole our aunt’s car, you idiot.” “I parked where we were supposed to,” Ace growls back, getting into his brother’s face.

she asked for the third time, curiosity evident on her face. “Be patient, my dear,” I replied with a smile. “Just a few more minutes.” “You know I'm not good at being patient.” “Oh, I'm well aware,” I laughed. “Remember when you were waiting for the results of the Elder Council's test? You paced for three hours.” “That's different!” she protested. “That was about our future as—” She stopped as we rounded the last bend and the view spread out before us. A small meadow surrounded by tall trees, with a small river flowing on one side. In the middle of the meadow stood a huge, ancient oak tree—its branches spread wide, creating a perfect natural canopy.

The place was abandoned when my dads used to bring me here to play and from the dust and debris littering the place and the leaves blowing in through a broken window, it looks like it always has been. Feeling dejected at the lack of clues, I decide a walk down memory lane is exactly what I need to cheer me up and I’m excited to share a piece of my childhood with Ellie and Mason. They follow silently as I lead them down to the lake and the old oak tree standing sentinel over it. Only when we reach the spot, the tree isn’t standing at all. “What the fuck?” Aspen gasps. The tree is rolled in on itself like a cinnamon roll with the branches kissing the ground. It’s a completely unnatural occurre