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You stand up from the ash, and quickly head up to the cave, running as fast as you can. You run as fast as your legs can carry you, eventually reaching the incline leading up to it. Which you quickly clamber up. You climb up the rocks and reach the mouth of the cave, turning only briefly to stare at the forest around you. You feel a certain cold chill run through you as you stare at into the darkness inside, wondering if you should enter.

You venture into the cave

You walk further into the cave, as the shadows and darkness consume you. You step forward nervously. After a minute of stumbling forward, you reach the end of the cave, pausing. In the middle of the cave, dozens of scratches cover the inside of the wall, alongside dried in blood. You pause, staring at it. In the middle, a deer skull sits in place You stare at it, feeling unnerved. You half expect to start hearing horrible screaming or demons to clamber out from the walls, but nothing happens. Still, the area fills you with dread, and you wonder if you should leave.

You stay

You stay in the cave, holding your crucifix tightly. You feel chills run through your body and feel an awful presence watching over you, but you just hold the cross tighter and wait. Nothing happens, though. You wait patiently, but it seems Rose just doesn't seem to arrive. It's after at least two hours where you realize she's never going to find you in here, and you stand, walking out of the cave and reaching the mouth. You head down the mountain, skidding down the mud and rocks, you scoot down to the bottom. You begin walking, but it's only a few minutes before Rose races up to you.


"Damn! You had a good hiding spot. I couldn't find you at all. Where were you?" she asks.

You tell her the truth

"I was in your father's cave," you say.


Rose stops, turning pale. She looks you dead in the eye, her unnaturally blue eyes staring into your eyes and chilling you to the bone. She looks up and down you, a mixture of nervousness, terror and anger on her eyes that manifest into a confusing look, as she begins nervously fiddling with her ring.


"I told you not to go there! I told you!" she says angrily.


"I'm sorry," you say.


Rose puts her index and middle finger against your temple, looking worried, as her wooden ring rubes against your temple.


"It's OK," she says. "I forgive you. Just, promise me you won't go near there again."


"I promise."


"Thanks. Do you feel OK?" she asks.


"Yeah, I feel fine."


"Are you sure? No flu or coldness or anything?"


"No, I feel fine now," you say.


"OK," Rose nods, before wrapping her arms around you and hugging you. "I'm glad you're safe. Come on, let's get you home."


You nod, and begin walking alongside Rose home.
You stay in the cave, holding your crucifix tightly. You feel chills run through your body and feel an awful presence watching over you, but you just hold the cross tighter and wait. Nothing happens, though. You wait patiently, but it seems Rose just doesn't seem to arrive. It's after at least two hours where you realize she's never going to find you in here, and you stand, walking out of the cave and reaching the mouth. You head down the mountain, skidding down the mud and rocks, you scoot down to the bottom. You begin walking, but it's only a few minutes before Rose races up to you.


"Damn! You had a good hiding spot. I couldn't find you at all. Where were you?" she asks.

You lie

"I was hidden under a tree, in a fox den."


"Damn! I thought I would've sniffed your scent," she says, sniffing the air. "You smell the same as always. I don't know. Maybe I have a cold."


You feel a bit of guilt for lying, and decide to pray for redemption tonight, but Rose doesn't seem to catch on.


"Well, it's late. Come on, let's get you home!" Rose smiles.
You walk further into the cave, as the shadows and darkness consume you. You step forward nervously. After a minute of stumbling forward, you reach the end of the cave, pausing. In the middle of the cave, dozens of scratches cover the inside of the wall, alongside dried in blood. You pause, staring at it. In the middle, a deer skull sits in place You stare at it, feeling unnerved. You half expect to start hearing horrible screaming or demons to clamber out from the walls, but nothing happens. Still, the area fills you with dread, and you wonder if you should leave.

You leave and head to the den

You quickly turn, and leave the cave. You don't want to deal with whatever horrors remain here. You reach the mouth of the cave and head down the mountain, skidding down the mud and rocks, but by the time you actually reach the bottom and walk any reasonable distance, Rose races up to you with a gleeful "Found you!".


"Ah, rats!" you say.


"You didn't even hide!" she smiles.


"I didn't have time to!" you say, before looking up at the sun as it falls through the sky. "It's late. I need to get home soon."


"Oh come on! I didn't even get to hide yet!" Rose complains, pouting in an exaggerated fashion.


"Neither did I," you smile. "Don't worry. You can hide first time," you say.


"Fine," Rose says. "Come on, let's get you home."
Your secret friendship with Rose develops quite a fair bit. You have quite a bit of time to play with her. Due to your success at "hunting", father seems more than happy to leave you in charge of the hunting. Everyday, you head out to do the snares, Rose awaits with a string of hares for you. Then, you have a while to play and have fun, before you need to head home to avoid arising suspicion. You gift Rose with a few luxuries that she can't scavenge from the woods such as preserves, a blanket and a few other man-made goods. Father notices your rise in behavior, but he simply dismisses it as you enjoying the woods and all the time you're spending in it. Like you, Rose assures you that it's best you never meet with her parents. When asking if her parents even know of the friendship or whether they're in the dark like yours, she vaguely implies that her mother does know, and watches you two playing occasionally. You never see her, mother, but you don't mind. For now, all is good.


You run through the undergrowth desperately with all your speed, but like always, Rose is much faster than you. She taps you in the shoulder before speeidng away in the blink of an eye, stopping by a tree to lean against it for you to catch up.


"You're too fast!" you complain.


"You're too slow," Rose says, sticking out her tongue. 


"Let's play another game," you say.


"Hide and seek?" she asks.


Despite Rose's unnatural ability to find you during hide and seek, by what she claims to be "sniffing" despite her being far away, you have much more of a chance of success in hide and seek rather than trying to outpace her. She's faster than a deer, you'll never beat her in that field.


"Yeah, let's do hide and seek," she says. "I'll be on first, if you want."


You nod eagerly, as  she spins around on the balls of her bare feet, clasping her hands over her eyes.


"One, two, three…" she begins to count, as you turn and sprint off into the woods.


You have a few places in mind that would make a good hiding spot. There's a little den underneath one of the trees that you could hide in. It should be easy enough to crawl into, although you've had similar hiding spots before. Still, it's one of the best spots you have, and the closest one.


There's also a more risky choice. The burnt out cottage that here mother supposedly lives in is close by. Rose says she only uses it for sleeping in, so you could hide out in there.


There's also her father's cave. It's slightly father away, but Rose seems to have an aversion to it. You could get to it if you run past enough, and hide away in there. There's been no reports of trappers in the area and Rose hasn't mentioned seeing him in a while, so you should be able to hide out there.

You hide in the cave

You quickly head up to the cave, running as fast as you can. You run as fast as your legs can carry you, eventually reaching the incline leading up to it. Which you quickly clamber up. You climb up the rocks and reach the mouth of the cave, turning only briefly to stare at the forest around you. You feel a certain cold chill run through you as you stare at into the darkness inside, wondering if you should enter.
"I have a sister. She's as big as you. I can get you one of her dresses."


"Oh, I don't want to cause any trouble," she says.


"No, it's OK, I can get it," you say. "I'll have to do it after I lay down my traps, but I can do it."


Rose nods, before looking at your pack.


"Why do you lay down traps?" she asks.


"To catch prey to eat," you reply. "What do you use?"


"My hands," Rose says.


Rose pauses, nodding behind you. You slowly turn, spotting a hare sitting in the grass, seemingly oblivious to the two of you. Rose raises a finger to her lips, slowly stepping forward. Then, with unnatural speed she pounces. Rose bursts forward. You only see a blur before she stops, holding the hare with a broken neck in front of you.


"How many do you need?" she asks.


"I don't know," you say. 


"If you get me the dress, I can catch you a few hares," Rose offers.

You refuse her offer

"No," you say. "I really should be finishing the traps."


"Oh, OK," Rose says.


"I'll see you around, though," you say.


"Yeah, I guess so," Rose says. "I really should go. My mother will be looking for me."


"OK. Goodbye, Rose,"


"Goodbye, Jacob," Rose says, before sprinting off into the woods.


You watch her leave, before turning to set up the rest of the traps.

You continue

Labor and Duty


You never do see Rose again. You venture out looking for her a few more times, but you never do. She must've not liked you very much. A pity. You could've used a friend.


As you grow taller, stronger and smarter, father assures you that soon, it'll be time for you to finally leave and get your own home, your own wife, and your own family. 


You suppose he's write. It's your duty to God and nation to build a strong family like that which raised you. That's what expected of you, and that's what you'll do.
You creep forward, lowering your gun as you approach the creature. You step past teh tree, finding a young girl, around your age.


The girl has long, dirty blond hair and very pale skin. You blush and consider averting your eyes as you notice she's completely naked, before settling on focusing on her stares. She crouches over a dead hare, her hands tearing flesh from the creature as she greedily lifts it up and devours it. You stare at her in shock, before she looks up, staring at you. Her face is covered in the hare's blood, her long hair tussled with twigs and dirt in it. Her hands are covered in blood, and she wears a carved wooden ring. The thing that grabs your attention is her eyes. They're bright, shockingly blue that seem to entrap you, and you find yourself unable to say a word.


"Hello," she says, staring at you. 


"I-I...," you stutter, stumbling over your words.


You both stare at each other, before the girl finally holds up the hare.


"Want some?" she asks. 


"N-no thanks," you say. "I'm Jacob."


"I'm Rose," she replies.


"Do you live here?" you ask, not knowing what else to say.


"I live all over the woods," she replies. "Have you moved into the cottage?"


You nod, as she resumes the eating of the dead hare.


"That's not cooked," you say. 


"No," she replies.


You know you have some bread in your pack, and you can see apples hanging nearby. Perhaps you should offer her something less... disgusting.

You offer her an apple

You reach up, plucking a juicy red apple from one of the trees, holding it out to her.


"Here, have this," you say.


"No thanks," she says. "They taste rotten."


You bite into the apple, and find it tastes delicious. None the less, you decide to ignore it.


"I like your ring," you say, not knowing what else to say.


"Thanks," the girl replies. "I made it myself."


"Do you mind if I ask a question?" you ask, as Rose smiles.


"That's a question," she laughs.


"I mean, like another question," you say.


"Sure."


"Why aren't you wearing clothes?"


The girl looks down at her naked body, seemingly only noticing it for the first time.


"Oh," she says, blushing. "Um... I don't know. I don't have any clothes."
You creep forward, lowering your gun as you approach the creature. You step past teh tree, finding a young girl, around your age.


The girl has long, dirty blond hair and very pale skin. You blush and consider averting your eyes as you notice she's completely naked, before settling on focusing on her stares. She crouches over a dead hare, her hands tearing flesh from the creature as she greedily lifts it up and devours it. You stare at her in shock, before she looks up, staring at you. Her face is covered in the hare's blood, her long hair tussled with twigs and dirt in it. Her hands are covered in blood, and she wears a carved wooden ring. The thing that grabs your attention is her eyes. They're bright, shockingly blue that seem to entrap you, and you find yourself unable to say a word.


"Hello," she says, staring at you. 


"I-I...," you stutter, stumbling over your words.


You both stare at each other, before the girl finally holds up the hare.


"Want some?" she asks. 


"N-no thanks," you say. "I'm Jacob."


"I'm Rose," she replies.


"Do you live here?" you ask, not knowing what else to say.


"I live all over the woods," she replies. "Have you moved into the cottage?"


You nod, as she resumes the eating of the dead hare.


"That's not cooked," you say. 


"No," she replies.


You know you have some bread in your pack, and you can see apples hanging nearby. Perhaps you should offer her something less... disgusting.

You let her eat her raw meat

You watch as Rose continues eating her hare flesh. 


"I like your ring," you say, not knowing what else to say.


"Thanks," the girl replies. "I made it myself."


"Do you mind if I ask a question?" you ask, as the girl smiles.


"That's a question," she says.


"I mean, like another question," you say.


"Sure."


"Why aren't you wearing clothes?"


The girl looks down at her naked body, seemingly only noticing it for the first time.


"Oh," she says, blushing. "Um... I don't know. I don't have any clothes."
You walk along the hare path, your rifle and crucifix held tightly in your hands. You find another good spot for a simple snare trap, beginning to tie up your loop as you peer among the branches for one that could be used for the snare. Suddenly, you hear a branch breaking. You drop the loop, twirling around to point your gun. Thankfully, you don't hit yourself in the face with your rifle. You peer through the trees, seeing the flash of pale flesh from yesterday.

You shoot at it

You fire at the figure, missing due to its weight making you unable to aim accurately. Without a noise you see the pale figure sprint away in an instant. You try to follow, but soon give up on that as you realize just how much faster than it you are.


With no more traps to set up, you return home.
You walk along the hare path, your rifle and crucifix held tightly in your hands. You find another good spot for a simple snare trap, beginning to tie up your loop as you peer among the branches for one that could be used for the snare. Suddenly, you hear a branch breaking. You drop the loop, twirling around to point your gun. Thankfully, you don't hit yourself in the face with your rifle. You peer through the trees, seeing the flash of pale flesh from yesterday.

You quickly leave and return home

This must be the creature that made the horrible noise. You know if you get any closer, crucifix or not, it'll slaughter you. You turn, and quickly return home.

You continue

Labor and Duty


You never do see the figure again. You venture out looking for it a few more times, with father alongside you, of course, but you never do. Maybe it just found a new hunting ground, or whatever this place was to it. No bother. As you grow taller, stronger and smarter, father assures you that soon, it'll be time for you to finally leave and get your own home, your own wife, and your own family. 


You suppose he's write. It's your duty to God and nation to build a strong family like that which raised you. That's what expected of you, and that's what you'll do.
You stare at the bowl of rabbit stew in front of you, lapping your lips as mother continues setting the dinner down on the table. 


"Alright, let's pray," father says, as you all make the sign of the cross.


You bow your head as you all grab each others hands and hold them tightly to pray to the Lord.


"Bless us, O Lord, and these, Thy gifts, which we are about to receive from Thy bounty," you all say in unison. "Through Christ, our Lord. Amen."


You release your hold on Meredith and mother's hands, making the sign of the cross. Then, you eagerly dig into your food. You devour it, licking the last trace that the bowl in front of you ever even held food within two minutes. You slap the bowl down on the plate with a sigh of the joy that can only come from alleviating hunger. You wait for your family to finish eating, tapping the edge of the table out of boredom. After a few minutes, the rest of them finish eating, and you make the sign of the cross once more, before you join hands once more.


"We give Thee thanks, Almighty God, for all Thy benefits, and for the poor souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, may they rest in peace. Amen," you all say, before making the sign of the cross a final time. 


"Jacob, go check on the goats," mother says. "Meredith, help me cleaning the bowls."


You nod, standing and pushing in your chair, hurrying to the doorway and grabbing your coat as you pull it on. You walk outside, quickly heading towards the goat shed, where Nick and Puck lie on their bed of hay. They're well fed and watered, and seem contented.  You turn to walk back inside, before seeing movement up in the trees. 


Then, you hear the noise. A horrible, long, incredibly loud, screeching howl that penetrates your very core. You feel an urge to run and flee from the noise.

You run to get your gun

You sprint to the house to grab your rifle. Father though, is faster, as he appears with his rifle in his hands.


"What was that?" he barks out, his knuckles white from how tightly he's clutching the rifle.


You point up towards the trees, bathed in the pale moonlight. 


"It came from there!" you say.


Father pauses, staring up nervously. He leans into the doorway, grabbing the crucifix that hangs there to watch over you as you eat. He hands you the crucifix, as you take it.


"I want that on you whenever you enter the woods, understood?" he asks, as you nod. "I'll have the crucifix for the house replaced in the morning. Just try and get some sleep, OK?" 


You nod, as you begin to trudge off to bed. Despite being exhausted, you know you won't sleep much.
You begin wandering up towards the trees, holding your gun tightly in your hands. Whilst nature is no doubt a sanctuary to your young mind to find tranquility, there's many dangers hidden. You point your rifle, making a loud bang sound as you picture yourself shooting a large grizzly bear like that your grandfather had stuffed in his cabin.

You reach the trees, leaning against a large, thick Oak tree and taking a deep breath, taking in all the scents the forest offers you. Your eyes scan the forest, quickly spotting several points of interest. Among the underbrush you spot a slightly trampled hare path, no doubt leading to wherever's a good spot to graze. There's also the stream, which you could wander along for a fair distance in search of anything worth seeing without getting lost. Finally, there's a large oak tree with lots of strong branches. Perfect for climbing.

You head along the stream

You begin walking alongside the stream, staring down at the cool stream of water, your boots trudging into the soft mud as you stare along. You think you can make out fat fish in the stream, although it's hard to tell due to the rushing water. Perhaps father will teach you how to fish sometime.


Suddenly, you hear something. You quickly turn, dropping to your knee to raise your rifle into a firing position to bag your prey as father always does. You don't, clumsily tripping and hitting yourself in the face with the gun and falling into the cool mud of the stream. Still, you're getting better at that maneuver. You push the gun off yourself as your rub your nose, before hopping up to a kneeling position. You stare at where the noise came from. Through the blurred visage of your watery eyes, you see in th distance a pale figure,, sprinting past the trees with unnatural speed. You heft your gun to your shoulder and aim, not knowing whether to fire or not. You don't want to miss a chance to take out a… whatever creature that is, but you're unsure whether that's even a good idea.
You begin wandering up towards the trees, holding your gun tightly in your hands. Whilst nature is no doubt a sanctuary to your young mind to find tranquility, there's many dangers hidden. You point your rifle, making a loud bang sound as you picture yourself shooting a large grizzly bear like that your grandfather had stuffed in his cabin.

You reach the trees, leaning against a large, thick Oak tree and taking a deep breath, taking in all the scents the forest offers you. Your eyes scan the forest, quickly spotting several points of interest. Among the underbrush you spot a slightly trampled hare path, no doubt leading to wherever's a good spot to graze. There's also the stream, which you could wander along for a fair distance in search of anything worth seeing without getting lost. Finally, there's a large oak tree with lots of strong branches. Perfect for climbing.

You climb a tree

You leave your rifle leaning against the tree and grab one of the lowest tree branches, lifting yourself off the ground up onto it. You grab another branch, hopping up as you quickly begin climbing up the the tree. Soon, you reach a point where you can see far and wide in the glade without having your view obscured by the leafy tree tops. You peer out at the various things, seeing a few deer bound past, the rushing stream and a few apple trees worth reporting to father. Other than that, there's...


You stop, as far in the distance you see a pale figure bounding through the trees with unnatural speed. You pause, wondering what an earth it is. You stare curiously at it, before it disappears from view. Fascinating. You lower yourself from the branch to see if you can spot it from a lower angle, but sadly its completely disappeared. No bother, you'll make an attempt to find out what kind of creature it was another day. Time to head home and report your findings.
After falling back to sleep, you're rudely awaken by the telephone ...

RING! RING! RING!      RING! RING! RING!

Who on earth could be calling at 8:30 in the morning on a saturday? Probably a telemarketer ...

You ignore the phone

You let the answering machine pick up the phone and once again there is peace in the house. No loud phone ... or ....

RING! RING! RING!      RING! RING! RING!

Argh! Why won't they let you sleep?!?!
Another uneventful day at work. After getting home and eating dinner and watching TV, you get ready for bed. You fall asleep and are a ....

You ... Heavy sleeper

As you snooze, you're awaken by a girl-like shriek:

Eeeaaaahhh!

It was Alex, and he's fallen down on the floor. You jump up and ask what is wrong. He says that he swear he saw someone standing in the office, by your new artifact.

He gets back up and takes another look -- nothing. "Heh," he says nervously, "amazing what you see when you're half asleep."
The rest of the weekend was fun and relaxing, but nothing to write an adventure game about. You did find a few hours of free time while Alex was busy at work. During those few hours, you ...

You ... Surfed the net

It's amazing how much time flies while you're surfing the net. It's not like you really find anything new, but it's always entertaining. Before you know it, it's Sunday night, and time for bed.

As you and Alex get ready for bed, Alex complains that two of the fish died.