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Duberry Forest

“Devil………kill……..bury….”, those were the words I

made out over the noise of the heavy wind.

“This man must be some sort of devil worshiper”,

I thought to myself. I have seen many SciFi movies
where people used those words to conjure

demons.

I peered out from behind my hiding place to get a

closer look at the man. He was extremely tall and
emaciated, with deep set, hooded eyes. He had

thin, mean lips and excessively large hands.

I squinted my eyes and noticed that there was

something on the ground wrapped in a large blood

- soaked sheet!

Well, I didn’t wait to see any more. I ran out of the

forest like lightning, with my heart in my throat.

Never once did I turn back, not even when I heard

the man shout out in a gruff voice, “Aye!” I ran

until I saw the main road.

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