The search for Kanaq and Akira was called off after weeks of searching. They were never seen again, and it was assumed that they had fallen victim to the same dark forces that had taken so many others.
Victor and Rory were never found, and it was assumed that they had escaped into the woods, never to be seen again. But the truth was far more sinister.
The figure, the dark presence that had haunted the woods for so long, was still out there. It was still lurking, still watching, and still waiting for its next victim.
And as the years went by, the legend of the figure grew. People whispered of a dark presence that haunted the woods, a presence that was responsible for the disappearance of so many people.
But the truth was far more terrifying. The figure was not just a legend, it was real. And it was still out there, waiting for its next victim.
The woods were never the same again. People avoided them, fearful of the dark presence that lurked within. And the figure remained, a constant presence, waiting for its next victim.
The darkness closed in, and the figure waited. For in the darkness, it was the one who was in control. And it would always be waiting, patiently, for its next victim.