I'm on a joyride with an IT guy from my previous working place. First we're having fun but soon the driver accelerates so that we start joke nervously of being kidnapped. As we are. We're on our way to the Woods. And that's bad. Major bad.
At the Woods there's a mansion waiting, inside the mansion there's the man, landowner of the Woods. He has my sisters sitting in chairs looking pained and smiling unnaturally, he serves us cakes and sweet pastries. Nothing savoury, not even croissant. These serving finally unravel me the man's monstrosity. The Woods is an evil evil place.
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