Jacks hands were sweaty and blistered. He had been chopping wood all day. Wood was a useful resource out here in the woods. Jack had been taught how to use all the resources the woods offered. He had been raised that way. He now had to teach his son, Daniel, the ways of the woods.
"DAD!" Jack turned to see his son running up to him. "What is it, boy?" "I did it, dad! I caught a fish!" Jack was impressed. "Where is it now?" "On the dock. Come on I'll show you." Jack followed his son down to the river.
Daniel reached down and picked up the fish. "He's a big one isn't he?" "For a good first catch. Nice job boy. Bring him to your mother and we'll have fish tonight." As Daniel ran toward the cabin, Jack noticed something different. The forest felt different. Something had changed. Something felt suddenly sinister about the forest. Maybe winter was coming early but it didn't show in the weather. Jack heard his son call for him and turned away. He had a bad feeling.
"So what did you do today Daniel?" Sophia always asked about Daniel's day. It was a regular day at the dinner table. "I caught my first fish and did my chores." "Good job sweetie!" "He tastes delicious," Jack said. Of course it was all his wifes cooking that made him taste good.
Jack could not sleep that night. He kept thinking back to how he felt at the river. Something was different about the forest. Things were changing. He didn't know what exactly but he had a bad feeling. Whatever was brewing wasn't good.
The forest was changing. Something was taking shape in the woods. Something sinister. Bad. Evil. Something was brewing in the shadows of the woods. Something secret and Jack had to defeat it.