I am deep in thought as I arrive in the forest. Green surrounds my vision and I can feel a slight breeze through the trees as I continue to make my way. My eyes scan for any sign of life, but I do not see anything. I can hear the evil cackle of a witch and the snarl of a werewolf. I have to get out of here and the pace of my heart picks up. I run through the grim forest. I can see the witches and werewolves now. I am deep in thought again as I read.
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