The road was long and dark, the trees stood high up. Nobody was permitted to enter the woods after a certain time.
Long time ago in the 1800's, rumor had it, that there was a curse made to anyone who would dare set foot in their after 8pm, that they would not walk out alive.
This curse has been going on for many decades. Theres always that one person who does not listen, they end up missing.
The best thing is not enter the woods after 8pm.
A new family just moved in the big white house on the corner of Barkley Street, just down the road from the entrance of the woods.
Every year the townspeople have a meeting for the new comer's moving in their town.
Every city has their own set of rules, this was a chance to get to know all the new home owners.
Everyone gathered at the town hall, especially all the new families.
This meeting took place on July 2nd, 1980.
After the rules were announced at this meeting, there was a lot of talk going around.
Many families were affected by what had happened in the past.
Many families have lost at least one special person in their lives.
The new families were all looking at one another in disbelief.
Some of them were scared to death, while others laughed at the rule of not entering the woods after 8pm.
Of course there will be some people who won't obey the rules, while others will be gladly enough to listen.
When everyone went home, a dusk of wind blew around the city.
There was some kind of storm heading into the town.
Nobody was prepared for this one, all of a sudden, building's started to shake.
The wind picked up heavier and objects were being thrown from one place to another.
The one place that seemed safe was the woods, but it was after 8pm.
Families left their houses and were by foot to travel.
At that moment, nobody cared about the rules, you were on your own to survival.
Some people took the long way around and walked along the highway. While others decided that this is not the moment to obey the rules, so some families went into groups and entered the trail into the woods.
It was very dark and spooky, but at that moment that was their only way to survive.
They figured by sticking in groups and working together, nothing can happen to them.
The ground started to shake and swallowed up a good portion of these families.
It was a long night for many of these people.
Early morning everything stopped, who ever was left, were the survivors.
Out of the hundred's of people who went into the woods after 8pm, only half of them survived.
But the ones who took the long way around, that walked along the highway, most of them didn't survive.
The remaining of the survivors in the town were shocked at the fact that more survived coming out of the woods, then on the streets.
The myth about the woods was starting to look like just a rumor.
People were wondering if it was actually true, because it could of been just the pressure of the ground shaking that swallowed up some people.
That day ended the curse, and now everyone was able to enter the woods after 8pm.
Nobody will ever know really what happened to all those people that were taken away all those years.
Was it a rumor that went out of control, or was there actually some curse put onto those woods.
That night when everyone was sleeping, a big hand grew out of the ground, shaped into a tree.
It grew so tall, it was the biggest tree in the woods. Nobody saw this happen, this must of been the beast that was killing everyone who entered the woods after 8pm.
Nobody will ever know, and the strangest thing is, is that the townspeople think that the curse was broken. But, in reality because of the storm, it brought the beast out in the open to kill more, and to kill when he wants. The beast was unleashed!
