"Hello, children."
The voice came from the darkness beyond the trees.
Slow.
Calm.
Almost amused.
Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run.
But I couldn't move.
None of us could.
Then a figure emerged from the shadows.
An elderly man.
Tall.
Well-dressed.
Silver hair.
Walking with a cane.
He didn't look dangerous.
He looked like someone's grandfather.
Which somehow made him even more terrifying.
Because his eyes...
His eyes were the same ones from my memory.
The same eyes that had looked directly at three frightened children twenty years ago.
The same eyes that had hau