Hidden

HIDDEN

The wind whispered through the branches of the tall, dark, lonely trees of the forest.
Murmurings of nocturnal beings issued from the forests depths. The moonlight illuminated the topmost parts of the trees giving the ground view of the forest a sinister appeal.
No one was around. No one but four siblings cowering together a short distance away from the first trees.
"Come on, we have to", whispered the eldest of the four. "I don't know about this Aidan, there could be anything in there", whispered Susan the next eldest.
"Would you two hurry up? She'll be here any moment", snapped Dorothy the third child. A small whimper issued from behind her."Oh no, don't cry Steve, we've been through worse than this before", comforted Dorothy. "Yeah, remember when she raided the shed?" asked Aidan.