Derek’s POV
The night air was cool and crisp, and the stars shone brightly overhead. I walked quickly, my anger driving me forward. As I moved through the trees, I heard the sounds of crickets and owls in the distance. The moon was full, and its light filtered through the branches, casting eerie shadows on the ground. But I wasn't afraid. I was too focused on my anger to be scared. After all, I was the scariest thing in these woods.
Up ahead, I saw a clearing. I walked towards it, my feet crunching on the leaves underfoot.
My heart started pounding as I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. I ducked under some low-hanging branches and held my breath, watching as the figures came into view. It was the police, and they were searching the woods for me. I knew I couldn't let them find
