Don't enter the woods
A cryptic warning left behind.
This... I think he left this note for us. I don't know when he left it though. He's been gone for a month, and we just now looked through his stuff. The note might've been there since he left... but I think he came back to leave it. I think something happened to him, and he chose to leave whatever explanation he could. That's what I like to believe at least.This note was all that was discovered after a citizen of Weirborough vanished into the surrounding woods.
It was dark. But I could see. It was silent. But I could hear. Don't enter the woods. I was wandering through the trees. Stepping over bushes, pushing through vines. I thought I heard wildlife... But no. It was silent. Don't enter the woods. I had entered the woods. It wasn't long before I had left what I know behind. Time passed, and soon my only company was the trees around me. A trickle of water ran down a nearby hill, feeding a larger stream. Had it rained recently? Don't enter the woods. I bent down to take a look at some tracks on the ground. Beside the prints, a bush with glistening red berries. The shine on the berries had caught my eye. I thought about eating them. Don't enter the woods. I walked for what seemed like hours. I saw faces of people I once knew, people I once loved. Their faces were on the animals around me. I didn't realize there were so many animals around me. Don't enter the woods. I reached a point where large rocks burst from the landscape. The rocks were gray, and black, and brown and green. The moss growing on them writhed under the warm sunlight. I must have stood there for hours staring at it. Don't enter the woods. I was broken from my reverie by the coming of darkness. Or was it always dark? I left the stone behind, and continued forward, always forward. The ground beneath my feet was soft, each step leaving a noticeable indent behind. Don't enter the woods. I followed light I thought I saw. In the end I found it coming from a field of flowers. In the heart of each flower, I could see truth. I was stuck on the outside though, unable to reach the truth, despite my grasping. Don't enter the woods. After that, I was utterly lost. I lost myself, I lost myself, I lost everything. But... I was okay with losing myself, of losing everything. I didn't have to go looking anymore. I had entered the woods. Please don't enter the woods.
Forest, Boreal (Coniferous)