We need to fetch back the time WHO: Killian, Jeanette, Rick, Logan, Isaac, Jean, Michonne, Tommy, Babydoll, & Thor WHERE: Marrowood Forrest OF DOOM WHEN: Saturday, 22nd WHAT: Woodland search turns massacre WARNING: Cursing, death, blood, gore, all bad things. STATUS: In-Progress NOTES: Divided into separated group subthreads. Have fun doods, be courteous of your groupmates!
Departing over the wall and into the forrest things seem less than grim. The travelers choose day as their guide and surely it would be to their advantage--to begin with.
Only minutes pass before the distance between the edge of the forrest on either side is impossible to see. The air is thick with silence and what seemed light is now dark. Wasn't it just daytime? Maybe, maybe not. There is no more sun and there is no more light. Hopefully they've brought along a flashlight. One can hardly make out their hand in front of their face.
The quiet ceases and there is a breathing, heavy breathing. Deep, winded, lined with saliva?, but yet no sounds. Not yet.
As if the blackness of the would be night isn't enough there's a mistake in identity. Were you not just following your partner? No? Where is the rest of the group? They were just here a minute ago...All that remains is the snarls in the none too distant darkness and heavy footsteps.