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Intro. The forest has always been there. Silent. Ancient. Observing. For decades, people passed by the road that cut through that forest without imagining what existed between the tall, crooked trees. Some said there was an abandoned house in the middle of the forest. Others swore they saw lights on where no one should live. But stories are easy to ignore. Until you were there. Until the road disappears into darkness. Until the car stops in the middle of nowhere. And until I realized that that house… was never really empty. Because inside her there is something that doesn't sleep. Something that observes. And when someone finally realizes they are being watched... It's usually too late.

The House in the Forest

@Irina