Accursed- Emma-s Path May 2026

Emma froze, her heart pounding in her chest. The figure didn't move, but its eyes seemed to bore into her soul. And then, in a voice that was barely audible, it spoke.

As she walked, the path began to twist and turn, leading her deeper into the heart of the woods. Emma heard strange noises - the snapping of twigs, the hooting of owls - and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being stalked. Accursed- Emma-s Path

It had started with a dream, a recurring nightmare that had plagued her for weeks. In the dream, she was running, her feet pounding against the earth as she fled from something unseen. She couldn't see her pursuer, but she could feel its breath on the back of her neck, cold and rank. Emma froze, her heart pounding in her chest

Emma's mind reeled as she tried to process what was happening. Who was this figure, and what did it want from her? She took a step back, her heart racing, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. As she walked, the path began to twist

Emma's heart skipped a beat as she approached the light. As she drew closer, she saw that it was a lantern, hung from a branch of a ancient, gnarled tree. And standing beneath the tree, watching her with eyes that glowed like embers, was a figure.

"Welcome, Emma," it said. "I've been waiting for you."