Haunted Wood When times get rough, kill somebody

For the past few days, Leo had been in a terrified state. As he traveled through the woods, he could hear strange things. Leo, we know who you really are, they whispered in a cackling voice. There is evil in you boy, they rasped. Of course, he was the only one who could hear them. He was imagining these voices. It rotted his brain with the fear he was always watched. It looked as if there was a red glow always in his vision that only he could see. The young prince was going insane.

Today was no different. Leo could hear eerie cries in the woods. They called his name, their voices full of venom. Come with us, they chanted. "Leave me alone!", he growled aloud. To an onlooker, it looked like he was speaking to himself, but to him it seemed like the reasonable thing to do.

His vision was blurred, so the cream colored boy did not see Hayde until he ran into her leg. He fell backward, shaking his head and looking up at his aunt. "Hello Hayde," he greeted, but not with a usual happy smile.