"The village was rapidly becoming more and more barren and lifeless as the weeks slowly dragged into months...our loved ones gone forever without a trace. That creeping shadow the children had first seen...the same shadow we were initially so dismissive of has gripped our entire world in it's long unholy fingers...I can even feel it shuffling outside my door right now. I have as many candles lit inside my home as I can, without burning down the place...but even still sometimes I think it would be better if it did. If this entire damned village would just burn to the ground, then there would be no one left to terrorize, no one left to torture. I look outside my window at a flicker of movement...that scarecrow again, just mocking us, mocking everything we've lost. I knew I should have thrown him away if I had the chance...but I don't think it would have helped save this cursed forest."