Kuki starred down at the old dirt path that started down the dark woods. She didn't know why, the woods just gave her bad vibes. The tin girl on one side, the scare crow on the other, and Kuki in the middle, the group stepped down the old trail. Brittle thorn covered vines snaked their way along the sides, the forrest floor easing on to the path. Rain water from a long past storm dripped onto the backs of their necks like blood from teared skin. Toto scurried on ahead, sniffing at every bush and bramble along the way. A loud HOOT of an owl caused him to jump back, landing in the brush far beyond...
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