The house sat on the edge of a steep incline, bordered by a dense, overgrown forest that the locals generally avoided after dusk. The trees there were gnarled and leaned heavily toward the houses, as if trying to eavesdrop on the lives of the people inside. Most of the residents of the valley ignored the woods entirely, treating the treeline as a simple wall of green, but the geography of the land meant that certain bedroom windows faced directly into the thickets, barely ten feet from the heavi
Not tonight
By: plexor