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I always thought moving to the cabin would be peaceful.

You know, the quiet where the loudest thing is the wind in the trees and the occasional crackle of a fire.

Grace loved it here.

She said the woods felt alive, like they were watching over us.

I used to laugh that off, but after what happened, I'm not so sure anymore.

The ridge loomed behind the cabin like a wall.

The trees stretched thin and tall against the sky.

It was beautiful during the day, but at night it was something else entirely.

The way the shadows moved, the faint rustle of branches. It was too still, too

quiet. I'd chalked it up to my imagination, at least until that night on the porch. We were

sitting outside wrapped in a blanket watching the stars. Grace was leaning against me, her face

lit by the faint glow of the lantern beside us. She was

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