The Ashmore Whispers
The last time anyone saw Thomas, he was hiking alone in the dense woods behind the old Ashmore estate. Everyone said the place was cursed, that the forest swallowed people whole—but Thomas didn’t believe in stories.
Night fell faster than he expected, and the path vanished under a thick, choking fog. That’s when he heard it: faint scratching, like fingernails dragging across tree bark. He turned—but saw nothing.
He ran. Every step echoed unnaturally, as if the forest itself was following him. Then he felt it: a cold, wet hand brush against his shoulder. He spun—but again, no one was there.
By dawn, the search party found his backpack near the old well, but Thomas was gone. The strange part? Deep in the fog, someone—or something—had carved words into the tree beside the well:
"You can’t leave what’s already inside you."
No footprints led to the well, and no one ever saw Thomas again. But hikers now swear that if you wander too far into the Ashmore woods, you’ll hear scratching behind you… and whispers calling your name.
Stake: Fuhrman
