Our story starts off here. In a small little mountain town of Canada called Pineville. A huge intersection of the "layline" energy. This town however is just seen as a small town to the human world. The only thing that this town has famous is its bar and grill. The owner is a native to these lands of Pineville, his name is unknown however everyone calls him Dave and he too would say his name is Dave. His co-owner is a washed-up director by the name of Avery. Famous in the 80s for making those cheesy horror movies now he helps run the grill part of this place. Why mention this place you ask? This is where our story begins. As I was sitting at the bar, a young boy by the age of 20 walked in. Wearing shades, a baggy sweater, bootcut pants, shoes that looks like its been through hell and back. When this boy walked in he did not speak a word but yet ordered a beer and a burger. When he was done he waved to Dave and walked away, away into the woods. This weirded me out, but I thought nothing of it for I just presumed that the boy was homeless and Dave was sort of like his care-giver.
Few minutes go by and a girl comes walking in. Scar on her left eye, tall, strong built, wearing some of the same clothes as the boy but a little bit different. Carrying bags as if she just moved here or something. She was a talker, talking to Dave and a few men. Things were going smoothly until one man started to bring up some sort of tall tales to the girl. Tales about how the woods are cursed and how the boy from earlier and an old yet healthy man are able to come out of those woods alive for no one comes out alive but them. Dave shuts the stories down to not cause a panic and said that there are trails that lead to a another town that's 10 miles from here, wither that's true or not I still was intrigued by the tales. Yet soon in my train of thought a man comes from behind the girl to comfort her yet the poor fool made a mistake for the girl just threw him to the ground like a ragdoll. She walks away after that and the bar soon goes back to its normal state, however what I noticed is that she too went into the woods. Was this a death wish she had if the stories were true, or is she what I think she is? For that I knew I had to follow her. Paid for my drinks and hers sadly I walk away I start heading to the woods.