Tom however was not gathering wood he was not even angry on Dave anymore, he was lost. In fact he had he had ventured 2km from their campsite. The wind blew against his face but he wasn’t cold. He tripped and fell but wasn’t hurt. He was enchanted.
When he had left camp, he was so angry at Dave that he blindly stumbled in Meryew Forest, a forest that had an ancient curse on it. Tom knew about the forest from myths but never thought it was real. He was about to find out how real the forest actually was.
“Wake up “said Dave
“What is it” replied Lizzie
“Tom is not back yet!” Exclaimed Dave in horror
“What?” Said Lizzie barely awake”How come he didn’t come back yet?”
“I don’t know, but I do know we should go and look for him” answered Dave
“No way, I’m not going in the woods” protested Lizzie
“Why not? “Inquired Dave
“Don’t you remember, that is the Meryew Forest” snapped Lizzie
“That means we have to hurry” shouted Dave at the thought of the Meryew Forest
“Face it, Dave we can’t go. We have to go towards the mountains. That is what your dream said. That may have an answer for the curse of the Meryew Forest. If you think about it these are the only two places that no person has ever gone to.” Concluded Lizzie
“Fine, but from now on we are doing this for Tom”
With that they left.
“Come to me Tom come to your new master… The mountains Tom…Cross the mountains” said a girl’s voice. Tom became conscious once more. But he would never be the same. Now he had a mark on his shoulder. A mark that stained him for life.
