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Vance woke up in the middle of a forest clearing. He had absolutely no idea how he got there or what happened prior to this, but there was an overwhelming sense of fear surrounding him. "Hello!" He called out but got no reply other than the dead silence that seemed to be complete enough to be a sound in itself. There was nothing but the dim light of the moon that casted a silver shadow over the grass in the clearing.
He stood up on shaky legs and began to look around. There was nothing but trees as far as he could see with a coating of fog in the distance. "Hello!" He called out again. The absolute quiet was enough to prevent him from hearing his own echo and for a while his own breathing. He hadn't realized he had been holding his breath until that thought struck him. He exhaled then drew in a deep breath. "Where the fuck am I?" He said to himself as he chose a direction and began moving in that direction.
Once he reached the tree line, the sense of fear heightened slightly along with his curiosity as he saw something pinned to a tree in front of him. He walked up to the tree and saw that a piece of paper was pinned to the tree, upon further inspection he saw that nothing was holding it; the paper was just hanging on the tree.
The paper had the words "Help me" scribbled on it with what looked like black pen. It looked like whoever wrote it was in a rush and probably desperate.
The page only made Vance feel more unsafe and made him even more afraid. He didn't even know what he was afraid of , but he knew that the fear was strong and he had never felt like this before.
As he picked up the page, he felt something in the atmosphere change. The dead, still silence seemed to come to life. What used to be absolute silence was replaced with a ringing in Vance's ears. What used to be absolute darkness was replaced with what could only be described as emptiness. The wind was motionless, the moon seemed slightly dimmer than it had been before, even the grass seemed to lie down in the presence of absolute nothing. A void of fear that was consuming ever fiber in Vance's being
He stood up on shaky legs and began to look around. There was nothing but trees as far as he could see with a coating of fog in the distance. "Hello!" He called out again. The absolute quiet was enough to prevent him from hearing his own echo and for a while his own breathing. He hadn't realized he had been holding his breath until that thought struck him. He exhaled then drew in a deep breath. "Where the fuck am I?" He said to himself as he chose a direction and began moving in that direction.
Once he reached the tree line, the sense of fear heightened slightly along with his curiosity as he saw something pinned to a tree in front of him. He walked up to the tree and saw that a piece of paper was pinned to the tree, upon further inspection he saw that nothing was holding it; the paper was just hanging on the tree.
The paper had the words "Help me" scribbled on it with what looked like black pen. It looked like whoever wrote it was in a rush and probably desperate.
The page only made Vance feel more unsafe and made him even more afraid. He didn't even know what he was afraid of , but he knew that the fear was strong and he had never felt like this before. As he picked up the page, he felt something in the atmosphere change. The dead, still silence seemed to come to life. What used to be absolute silence was replaced with a ringing in Vance's ears. What used to be absolute darkness was replaced with what could only be described as emptiness. The wind was motionless, the moon seemed slightly dimmer than it had been before, even the grass seemed to lie down in the presence of absolute nothing. A void of fear that was consuming ever fiber in Vance's being
