After our victory over Dr. Henry Blackwood, a sense of relief washed over our group. The curse that had plagued the wilderness for so long was finally broken, and we were free from the clutches of his malevolence. But little did we know that another threat lurked in the shadows, waiting to strike.
As we continued our journey through the wilderness, a feeling of unease settled upon us. The air seemed heavy with a sinister presence, and even the wildlife seemed to hush in fear. We couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching us, waiting for the right moment to pounce.
One evening, as we made camp by a small stream, the unease escalated into something more palpable. The flames of the campfire flickered and danced, casting eerie shadows on the trees around us. Anna, usually the most cheerful among us, looked visibly shaken.
"I don't like this," she whispered, her eyes darting nervously from tree to tree.