And then the noise stopped. As quick as the flick of a switch, the piercing wailing, that had haunted his ear drums ever since he had stepped foot in the dark, cold forest had been replaced by an eerie brooding silence. Even the sound of the icy wind whispering amongst the leaves on the looming trees had stopped.
Tobias found himself too afraid to even breathe, because after thirty long years working as a Forest Ranger he knew that the woodlands never stayed that quiet. Moments later a similar piercing wailing like the one before made itself known… only now it was Tobias making it!
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