1 January 2013
It was the coldest night he could remember, and the frozen grass crunched under his feet. The boy walked into the woods. It was still, silent, and snow covered, but this quietness unnerved him. There could be something- some one- standing very still behind a tree, or a bear in a cave ready to attack him. But the boy was brave, and he kept walking. Then there was a shadow. It was a house, he could see it there, through the trees! It was big and dark. All the windows were covered with heavy curtains as if the sun would kill if it crept in. The boy wanted to run, but he was brave, so he opened the very creaky door and entered into a very dark hallway.
In The Woods • Opuss № I