Welcome to a special bonus episode of Unexplained.

Since I'm currently away, rather than leave a large gap before the next episode, I thought

I'd give you something else to fill the time.

So without further ado, I invite you to imagine we're deep in the forest, camped out around

a roaring fire, telling each other stories.

This one is mine.

The window began to rattle, and for the first time he became aware of the storm unfurling

outside.

Leaving him on the bed, she ran to the window, and unclassed the lock.

A huge gust of wind rips the pain from her hands.

He watches as his mother leans into the night and speaks fast and soft under her breath,

nothing between her and the wind.

High above, a bright moon begins to dim as the clouds thicken and twist above the house.

Moments later, a large black bird swoops onto the window sill.

She lets it hop onto her finger, calmly strokes its feathers before bringing it over to

the child.

She holds the bird out for him to stroke.

He laughs as it hops onto his shoulder.

Yes, he is yours now.

He will take care of you, she says.

The sound of distant voices draws her back to the window.

Staring into the thick of the woodland beyond, she saw again the three small orange lights

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