Luckily there was somebody who ran towards us as we were leaving the house and Astor entrusted our son to him.
l wanted to go and see this for myself and he didn't have a problem with it.
The air was thick with the smell of pine needles and something else, something metallic and sickening. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. Astor’s hand was a comforting weight on my back as we burst through the trees, but even his presence couldn’t push back the dread that was tightening its icy grip around my throat.
And then we saw them.
Two small bodies, still and silent, lay sprawled on the forest floor. The scene was… awful.
The worst part was how small the bodies were which means that it was two small kids.
It was too awful to describe. A sob caught in my throat, raw and cho
