Story

A snippit.

"He then glanced at the symmetry of the cuts he made in the dense brush and smiled and continued on. At this time he started to build up a sweat and really began to get into the motion. Swinging and chopping away, over and over again. But then, he hears it again, louder and more clear. He jumps around to see nothing. Nothing but his own shadow. Confused and annoyed he begins to just walk quickly through the dense forest, just trying to find his way out. The faster he walks the more he hears the strange noises, they sound like clanking metal, and heavy clothes clonking around. Greg is undoubtedly afraid he is being chased by something through this dense forest. The more attempts he makes to run from it, the more noise it makes and the more a fact that something is chasing him. He then peaks his eye around the back of him to see something right in his footsteps, just a split second away. "