Silver walked quietly down the street her house was on. She lived in the countryside, so not many people were around her. Silver liked this lifestyle, however, the eerie silence of the country gave her chills often, especially at night. Many of the locals would sit at the local bar and restaurant to share ghost stories, tales of hauntings from long ago at this time of year.
Silver could never listen to the stories, they would always freak her out when she had to walk home in the dark. Despite her fear of ghosts, Silver still pressed on through the quiet night, determined to get home so she could enjoy a good night's rest.
Silver then comes across an intersection. She has never noticed this one before, not to her surprise though. The road is small, worn, and overgrown. She peaks down the quiet forest road, and sees...
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