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Forget facts.

Forget logic. forget everything that seems real.

Just trust, believe. Okay. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, You know your life is just a dream, don't you? Weird whistling in the Appalachian Mountains by Itachi Uchihya 1138

To start this off I need to give some context.

I'm 23 and I currently live in New York City, but I have grandparents who live down the road in rural West Virginia. literal boonies, their closest neighbors are over an hour away in a small town with a few

houses and a Walmart.

Last summer, my grandfather, who I'll just call Robert for privacy reasons had hip surgery.

The majority of my family lives on the West Coast and my grandmother,

who I'll refer to as Muriel, is very old and she wouldn't have been able to take care of Robert herself.

Because I was the closest family member, I was the one they asked to go down and help my grandfather.

Being the good grandson I am, I agreed to go down there for a few weeks while he recovered

from his surgery. Fast forward a week.

Everything was going fine.

All I really had to do was help my grandfather up and down the stairs

and walk his dog, a blue healer named Rocky.

Normally my grandfather would walk Rocky once in the morning and once at night through the woods behind their property, but because of his surgery, that responsibility

fell on to me.

This was the part that I hated about helping him, because ever since I was a little kid I never liked those woods behind the property.

Whenever I'd go down there as a kid me and my cousins would always get creeped out going into that forest. It always felt just

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