Marcie had walked this path before, but this time a feeling of danger overcame her. The usually light brown trunks had paled to an eerie gray. She didn’t remember the branches and knots having weird human characteristics before. She traveled this road many times visiting her grandmother. Marcie had always ignored the rumors of her grandmother’s past, never noticing anything unusual.
The feeling of foreboding increased as she continued on her way. She noticed tree branches seemed to try to encircle her. She hurried on, almost running. When she arrived, she found her grandmother had passed away, minutes before.