Lost and Found
Jasper Tiller sighed sadly as he looked at the waning daylight. Usually he enjoyed the extra hours of darkness as fall swept in, but this time they served to only further dampen his mood. Disheartened and a bit chilled, he carefully got to his feet using a nearby tree for support. A hiss of pain passed between his teeth as he attempted to put his full weight on his left foot. He’d already removed his boot, knowing his ankle would be horribly swollen by the time he made it back home.
Which brought forth a new problem. Just how exactly was he supposed to get home? Jasper looked around at the bevy of trees, a pathway cutting through them. Already the shadows were starting to devour what remained of the light, growing eerily monstrous. He attributed the creepiness to his lates
