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The Strange Disappearances of The
Anderoth Forest
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Andrew Charles was a quiet fellow. He never answered questions in school, always focused on getting the bare minimum done to pass. He had dark brown hair, and was rather tan. He never wore anything fancy, most days he would wear only a hoodie and some sweat pants. He wasn’t out of shape, But he wasn’t muscular. He liked to spend his weekends out in the woods hiking or camping.
He had a smaller friend group when compared to others, Consisting of only 3 friends. But he was happy with this,
He always preferred hanging with smaller crowds. All day long he had been doing his usual tasks and classes in school. He always hated school, all the stupid assignments and the uninteresting subjects. Whilst he was in his final period in school, he had fully stopped paying attention and was staring off to the wall. Not realizing that the teacher had been calling his name, after a minute of this he snaps out of it and realizes no one was left in the class and the teacher was staring at him curiously. He apologizes and packs up his things and walks out of the class exiting the school without another word. He sighs as he was grateful that he didnt have to deal with anyone for the weekend as he returns to his dorm. He didn’t have a roommate,
infact He specifically asked that he wouldn’t get a roommate. He hated the thought of sharing a room.
He throws his bag into a nearby chair, then throws himself onto his bed. He immediately passes out from the exhaustion of school, he slept till the next morning. He awoke Disturbingly hungry. So he got dressed and grabbed his wallet and keys all in one swift movement and he exits his dorm, locking the door behind him. He gets to his car and drives to a nearby breakfast restaurant. When he arrives he orders a coffee and pancakes, then he scrolls through his notifications on his phone. It always amazed him how such a small friend group can send so many messages in a matter of a single night. He sighs and he puts away his phone figuring he will answer the messages later, his pancakes and coffee arrive and he eats and drinks them hastily and leaves the money on the table. He had heard of a hiking trail that supposedly nobody used due to its bad history, Andrew could care less of such things, he didn’t believe in ghosts, ghouls or whatever supposedly is in the woods. He gets in his car and sets a route for the forest. The forest resides just outside of the town, the road to it was covered in dirt and was very rough. Once he reached the woods, he hopped out of his car and looked around for a path or some sort of sign.
After a few minutes of searching he came across a beaten down wood sign, which read; “TRAIL STARTS HERE”
He looked around for any sign of a trail but to no avail, until he found what appeared to be a path but it was very worn and hard to see. He shrugs thinking he will be fine and he starts to walk down the path. Just in case, he takes mental notes of landmarks of the following: giant rock on the right, 3 tree stumps on the left, and a rope tied to a tree branch. He was well down the path now and was feeling slightly uneasy as the air had suddenly grew cold. He continues down the path before he finds what appears to be a hatch ontop of a rock. He walks closer to the hatch and steps onto the rock. He tries to open it, but it doesn’t budge. After a few more attempts he sighs and begins to walk down the path again taking a mental note of the hatch as it was nearly impossible to miss, making it a good landmark to follow just in case. He continues to walk down the path until he comes across yet another hatch, this puzzles him as it was also on a rock of the exact same shape and size. He walks over to it and tries to open it, but yet again it doesn’t move. He looks behind him but he doesn’t see the other hatch, he thinks to himself for a moment coming to the conclusion that he had simply got turned around. So he turns and starts going the opposite direction. He walks that way for a few minutes before he lands on yet another hatch,
at this point he has not the slightest of a clue on what is happening so he simply stands there looking around. After a few minutes he tries running in the other direction but every time he ends up passing hatch, after hatch, after hatch. He is now out of breath standing beside the hatch, he sits down ontop of log panting heavily. He looks around trying to put together what is going on. After a few moments he grabs a nearby branch and tries to pry open the hatch. After several trys he manages to get the hatch open and tosses the branch to the side. He climbs down the hatch but slips and falls. He lands face first into dirt and as he looks around he is up on the surface again. He groans in frustration and he kicks the hatch and looks around, looking for anything that might help him. He sees a backpack in the bush where he runs to it and tries to grab it, but it seems to be attached to something. He pulls with all his strength and eventually it releases and he falls backwards holding the backpack. He looks at it, but immediately tosses it to the side as he sees the human bone of what appears to be a arm attached to it.
After this he is taken back and quickly throws the arm to the side and looks through the backpack. It has nothing inside of it but a note, which reads: “GIVE UP YOU ARE TRAPPED” he throws the note frustrated and sighs shakily, he gets up and accepts that he is trapped. He sits under a tree and waits for what slim chance there is of being rescued.
Finito
Anderoth Forest
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Andrew Charles was a quiet fellow. He never answered questions in school, always focused on getting the bare minimum done to pass. He had dark brown hair, and was rather tan. He never wore anything fancy, most days he would wear only a hoodie and some sweat pants. He wasn’t out of shape, But he wasn’t muscular. He liked to spend his weekends out in the woods hiking or camping.
He had a smaller friend group when compared to others, Consisting of only 3 friends. But he was happy with this,
He always preferred hanging with smaller crowds. All day long he had been doing his usual tasks and classes in school. He always hated school, all the stupid assignments and the uninteresting subjects. Whilst he was in his final period in school, he had fully stopped paying attention and was staring off to the wall. Not realizing that the teacher had been calling his name, after a minute of this he snaps out of it and realizes no one was left in the class and the teacher was staring at him curiously. He apologizes and packs up his things and walks out of the class exiting the school without another word. He sighs as he was grateful that he didnt have to deal with anyone for the weekend as he returns to his dorm. He didn’t have a roommate,
infact He specifically asked that he wouldn’t get a roommate. He hated the thought of sharing a room.
He throws his bag into a nearby chair, then throws himself onto his bed. He immediately passes out from the exhaustion of school, he slept till the next morning. He awoke Disturbingly hungry. So he got dressed and grabbed his wallet and keys all in one swift movement and he exits his dorm, locking the door behind him. He gets to his car and drives to a nearby breakfast restaurant. When he arrives he orders a coffee and pancakes, then he scrolls through his notifications on his phone. It always amazed him how such a small friend group can send so many messages in a matter of a single night. He sighs and he puts away his phone figuring he will answer the messages later, his pancakes and coffee arrive and he eats and drinks them hastily and leaves the money on the table. He had heard of a hiking trail that supposedly nobody used due to its bad history, Andrew could care less of such things, he didn’t believe in ghosts, ghouls or whatever supposedly is in the woods. He gets in his car and sets a route for the forest. The forest resides just outside of the town, the road to it was covered in dirt and was very rough. Once he reached the woods, he hopped out of his car and looked around for a path or some sort of sign.
After a few minutes of searching he came across a beaten down wood sign, which read; “TRAIL STARTS HERE”
He looked around for any sign of a trail but to no avail, until he found what appeared to be a path but it was very worn and hard to see. He shrugs thinking he will be fine and he starts to walk down the path. Just in case, he takes mental notes of landmarks of the following: giant rock on the right, 3 tree stumps on the left, and a rope tied to a tree branch. He was well down the path now and was feeling slightly uneasy as the air had suddenly grew cold. He continues down the path before he finds what appears to be a hatch ontop of a rock. He walks closer to the hatch and steps onto the rock. He tries to open it, but it doesn’t budge. After a few more attempts he sighs and begins to walk down the path again taking a mental note of the hatch as it was nearly impossible to miss, making it a good landmark to follow just in case. He continues to walk down the path until he comes across yet another hatch, this puzzles him as it was also on a rock of the exact same shape and size. He walks over to it and tries to open it, but yet again it doesn’t move. He looks behind him but he doesn’t see the other hatch, he thinks to himself for a moment coming to the conclusion that he had simply got turned around. So he turns and starts going the opposite direction. He walks that way for a few minutes before he lands on yet another hatch,
at this point he has not the slightest of a clue on what is happening so he simply stands there looking around. After a few minutes he tries running in the other direction but every time he ends up passing hatch, after hatch, after hatch. He is now out of breath standing beside the hatch, he sits down ontop of log panting heavily. He looks around trying to put together what is going on. After a few moments he grabs a nearby branch and tries to pry open the hatch. After several trys he manages to get the hatch open and tosses the branch to the side. He climbs down the hatch but slips and falls. He lands face first into dirt and as he looks around he is up on the surface again. He groans in frustration and he kicks the hatch and looks around, looking for anything that might help him. He sees a backpack in the bush where he runs to it and tries to grab it, but it seems to be attached to something. He pulls with all his strength and eventually it releases and he falls backwards holding the backpack. He looks at it, but immediately tosses it to the side as he sees the human bone of what appears to be a arm attached to it.
After this he is taken back and quickly throws the arm to the side and looks through the backpack. It has nothing inside of it but a note, which reads: “GIVE UP YOU ARE TRAPPED” he throws the note frustrated and sighs shakily, he gets up and accepts that he is trapped. He sits under a tree and waits for what slim chance there is of being rescued.
Finito
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