Follows…
The night fell, when I parked my car near Blair Woods. I got a late call from my boss, that a radio antenna needed maintenance. It was located in the heart of the deserted, wooded area, because it's high position, granted a solid signal to the nearby towns and villages. I left the car, with my tools and flashlight and ventured through a dirt path that led to the antenna. Due to the absence of electrical light, I was alone in the dark, my flashlight guiding me through the void.
In this isolated area I couldn't help the feeling of being watched amidst the environment, so I hurried my pace, this place gave me the creeps and I hated to be alone.
After a stressful, five minute walk, the antenna was in sight. Upon arriving, I entered the small, concrete building that was the maintenance cabin. I immediately discovered the issue. A wire was disconnected, breaking the circuit, therefore shutting the system down. As I reached for it, I noticed a small note under the fallen wire. I grabbed and read it. Written in large, clumsy letters, the message was rather disturbing: " Don't look or it takes you… ". It was so sinister, who was "it"? And what is it playing at? I promptly, reconnected the wire, restarted the system, and left the cabin, as I hurried down the path. I was near my destination, when I saw him. A tall, bald man, wearing a black tuxedo was blocking the path, staring down at me with a pale face. But there was no face. No eyes, no nose, no nothing! A blank spectrum. I understood immediately that I needed to run, to save myself, or as the mysterious note said, "it" would take me. I ran from the path, heading deeper into the dark woods, without looking back. I ran and ran and eventually, I got lost, no sense of direction whatsoever. But I couldn't stop now. I just couldn't! I ran for another two hours, according to my watch, when my body couldn't move on. I didn't want to, but if I wanted to survive, I needed to hide somewhere and rest my strained body. I found a small cavity between two large boulders, and squeezed myself inside. I was very uncomfortable, to say the least, but I was concealed, so I closed my eyes, thinking it was only a bad dream, a horrible one at that…
My eyes fluttered open, and my eyesight began to adapt to the sunlight… Wait, sunlight?! I was in a clearing, not in my secluded spot where I had fallen asleep. The trees around me were carved with crossed circles, and in my lap… was a note, it's message very clear, that haunts me to this very day: "Follows…"