Grace knew nothing of sleep that night. The haunting image of that featureless face wouldn't leave her memory, try as she might to banish it. She couldn't stop thinking that what had befallen Jake and the others was all part of something much larger. And who had taken the time to write that note on the tree? She had a feeling it hadn't been a joke by his friends. That note had been a warning, a sorry attempt to turn around the people that were already trapped there.
As Grace realized this, a static buzzing filled her head. It was incredibly loud, and she couldn't help throwing her hands over her ears to try and quell it.
But if anything, the noise grew louder. With a silent scream of frustration, Grace jumped out of bed and shook her head as hard as she could, willing it to leave. It was the same static sound at the end of Jake's video, carrying the same supernatural undertones with it. She wondered if Jake had heard it in his head too, right before...before whatever had happened, happened.
A different noise cut the buzzing off abruptly. Grace turned to see her computer screen light up with a crackle, static flowing through the screen.
Grace was trembling as she shuffled slowly towards it. She had turned it off hours earlier, she was sure of it. All the lightbulbs in her room flickered on and off softly, and the floorboards squeaked agonizingly.
The monitor continued to pop and fizz as she reached her hand tentatively towards it. Suddenly writing flashed across the screen, so rapidly she could barely read it.
It was the same message flashing over and over.
"IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR BROTHER AGAIN, COME TO THE FOREST.''
