Chapter 1: The Backwoods
It was a dark and misty day in the small town of Redwood. A young boy at the age of 11 named Wyatt was walking out of school for summer vacation with his friends, Dixon and Josh. Josh had neck long brown hair that was curly, wore a green plaid shirt, and jeans. Dixon had short brown hair that was messy, wore a blue t-shirt, and ripped jeans. Wyatt had messy blonde hair, a white backwards baseball cap, a black t-shirt, and dark blackish-blue jeans.
"Guys, let's meet by the tree again." Josh said. "Dude, it's pretty dark out." Wyatt said. "You scared?" Dixon challenged. "Of course I'm scared! Meeting by that big old crooked tree out in the dark forest?!" Wyatt countered. "Come on man, please?" Josh asked. "Fine." "Yes!" Dixon fist pumped. "See you guys...there..." Wyatt said finishing slowly looking over Josh's shoulder. Josh and Dixon looked behind them, "What?" they said in unison. "When I blinked, that tree back there disappeared...But it was really odd looking, like a man's figure." Wyatt said mysteriously. "Yeah that's great man, meet at the tree at 7:00." Josh said not caring.
Wyatt walked into the forest alone thinking about the idea of being here next to that tree. Wyatt looked to his left and squinted. In the distance he saw a lonely white figure with arms as long as a young adult's legs. The figure had no face, and wore a suit with a red tie. Wyatt's eyes widened. "You."