Prologue: The Legends and The Mysteries

Up in the mountains, past the dense forest, through the raging river; lies a camp. A camp where many people once went.


That is until the voices.


At first people would complain about small voices they would hear.


But then it became violent.


The trees would shake, appearing as they would topple over any second.


The raging river would become as sharp as a knife.


The mountain would seem like it would erupt, dark smoke clouds coming from the top.


"It's the forest spirit!" Some would call out, others, believing it was something supernatural.


Then the dead bodies floated down the river, every day at the same time, in the same condition.


That was when they decided to close it down. Never to return.


People would go to explore it, to solve the mysteries even.


They would never come back, and if they did, they'd be sent to an asylum. For they lost their minds.


Years passed like seconds. It was now just a legend.


Just a scary story to tell young children, to not go too far into the woods.

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