And be finally truly say bye-bye to Halloween... until next year... NAHAHHAHAHAAH!

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How well do you know your town? You may say pretty well if you have lived there for a while, the comings and goings, sure, even some shortcuts, but can you say you know it all?

There must surely be many things, up and down, that you haven’t seen, places that you haven’t ever visited.

Lorein didn’t care much either way, she was just late for her football match and took what definitely seemed like a shortcut, the forest was between the road and the field, how hard could it be to follow a straight line?

Two hours later she was exhausted and on the brink of tears, it was the fourth time she’d passed those burnt buildings, she was walking in circles... or maybe she couldn’t ever leave that place ... she sat down on the grass.

She wasn’t going to arrive at the match, as ravens and crows kept cackling over her head, annoyed at her existence, her phone didn’t have a signal... her skin itched... her hair felt weird to the touch…

A shiver.

A powerful scream of terror, worthy of an horror movie an a more spooky surroundings, came out when she saw how simple unremarkable straws began to remarkably sprout from her skin as her muscles got as stiff as wood.

...

The useless phone lay on the ground, cracked, snapped and the sobs of a young woman from the middle of somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

Fingers scratched dirt and grass as the itchiness intensified, tears flowed, desperate gasps looking for air as the cawing of the dark birds increased in pitch.

She fell to the ground, feeling how the hay slowly, but also too quickly, took over her soft skin, replacing all flesh, soaking her tears as her body became permanently stiff.

Before losing her eyes Lorein saw, after her pants fell down that the buildings were no longer burned, they seemed to be ... a farm... but she could no longer cry for help and as she felt her mind drifting she was certain that she wouldn’t receive any regardless...

The owner of the place arrived a bit later, when the changes had ended, he found the motionless scarecrow and frowned, annoyed at those who had entered the property without asking for permission.

Without any manners or regard the owner pulled the thing up and firmly nailed it to the ground where it stands until today, he changed a few of the things clothes, took away Lorein’s few remains and then just left... the scarecrow stood there, unable to think anymore about the terrible hidden wonder that surrounded her town as the crows and ravens flew away - annoyed.