The Woods-Proloque

The sound wafted through the night on the wings of the wind. The cries of the lost souls who had sold their souls in a bloody ritual at the ancient spring in the woods. Sitting on his porch, Stan heard the eerie cries and realized that it was starting all over again, this time he would have to finish it once and for all. It almost seemed as if the woods were calling out is name.

Chapter 1

" Bring the chosen ones forward, it is time."

The shacked settlers were brought out into the open and placed in the center of the gathering. The time had come for the sacrifice, a human sacrifice to the angel of the woods.