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  • (eerie music)

  • - [John] I thought I'd seen the worst disease ever created

  • in the cancer that ate away my dear Emily.

  • I thought watching her change

  • into a brittle, twisted creature

  • that bore no resemblance to the woman I married

  • was the worst thing that would ever happen to me.

  • I was wrong.

  • The only thing I had left of Emily was her wedding ring,

  • which I wore around my neck on a chain.

  • Instead of a diamond,

  • the ring held a purple gem.

  • Purple is her favorite color,

  • or was her favorite color.

  • After the funeral,

  • I drove out to our cabin on the edge of the forest

  • despite pleas from family and friends.

  • I just needed to be alone,

  • and I kinda hoped to recapture some of the joy

  • Emily and I shared in the early days.

  • After all, the cabin was where I proposed.

  • Perhaps some echo of that moment

  • still lingers among the ancient oak trees

  • and leaf-littered dirt paths

  • like a shaft of sunlight piercing through

  • the dark forest canopy.

  • But the cabin had fallen into despair

  • during Emily's illness,

  • and all I found was wood rot and bad dreams,

  • reoccurring nocturnal visions of Emily

  • withered to a molted skeleton,

  • shambling around the mossy planks of the cabin.

  • When I reach out to try and touch her,

  • she crumbles to ash in my hands.

  • I went on evening walks to try and avoid the dreams,

  • and it was on one of these walks that I discovered the pond.

  • A reflection of the full moon

  • was shining on the water's glassy surface.

  • As I approached,

  • the sound of crickets chirping

  • and chittering night birds fell away to silence.

  • A cold breeze whispered around me

  • as if urging me forward.

  • I stopped at the water's edge

  • and took a deep breath of the fresh night air.

  • And the second I exhaled,

  • a sense of calm I hadn't felt in months washed over me.

  • I just stood there appreciating

  • the serenity of this hidden place.

  • It was a scene that felt as though

  • it had been created just for me,

  • and no one else.

  • And that's when I saw her.

  • For a moment,

  • I thought I'd fallen into another one of my dreams,

  • but the Emily I saw standing next to me

  • in the water's reflection

  • wasn't the wasted wrath I'd come to know in my sleep.

  • No, she, she was beautiful again.

  • The full bloom of health glowed in her light brown skin,

  • like bread fresh out of the oven.

  • I quickly spun around,

  • expecting to see my wife standing next to me

  • at the edge of the pond.

  • But save for the watchful trees, I was alone.

  • When I looked back at the pond, she was still there,

  • smiling up at me with joyful tears in her eyes.

  • "John," she said, "How I've missed you!"

  • I was speechless.

  • She looked absolutely perfect.

  • I had almost forgotten

  • how the flash of her smile could melt me.

  • "Emily?

  • "I've, I've missed you so much," I finally managed to say.

  • She smiled and said,

  • "Touch the water, love, and we can be together again!"

  • I felt tears spring to my eyes,

  • and I almost couldn't help myself.

  • I was gonna, I, I nearly leapt in the water.

  • But something stopped me.

  • It was something about her voice.

  • It really was Emily's,

  • but at the same time, it felt so unfamiliar.

  • Something was off about it.

  • There was this tinkling quality,

  • like the sound of wind chimes in an ill-tempered wind

  • hid behind the kindness in her voice.

  • It was her, but it wasn't.

  • When she saw my hesitance,

  • she reached out of the pond and slipped her hand into mine.

  • I gasped.

  • I had actually felt her fingers

  • intertwining with mine,

  • the soft warmth of her skin pressing into my palm.

  • "Please," she whispered,

  • and when she did, I could feel her breath in my ear.

  • "I can't lose you again."

  • All notions that I had fallen into a dream

  • were gone in an instant.

  • It was real,

  • and I thought it might be my only chance

  • to get back the woman I loved.

  • I raised my foot,

  • ready to plunge into the dark waters, come what may,

  • but then I heard a low growl

  • coming from the other side of the pond.

  • I froze.

  • With a shiver running down my spine, I looked up.

  • I saw dark shapes hunched over

  • on the far shore of the pond.

  • Several pairs of eyes shone out from the darkness

  • like infernal lanterns.

  • One of the shapes stepped into the moonlight,

  • and my blood ran cold.

  • Even beneath its charred flesh and sharp-toothed maw,

  • I could see that the creature crouched before me

  • had a horrible human body.

  • Lifting its face up to the moon,

  • it unleashed a terrible roar.

  • I heard the legends of the Woe Bones,

  • monsters in the woods that are drawn to your sadness.

  • I thought it was just another story,

  • like Bigfoot or, you know, a lot of rumors,

  • but no real sightings.

  • I swore it wasn't real, until now.

  • I tried to run,

  • but my feet tangled beneath me, and I fell.

  • Rocks dislodged in my terror

  • and tumbled into the pond with a loud splash.

  • A single droplet landed on my cheek,

  • where my tears had so recently run.

  • Without turning back to see if Woe Bones were following,

  • I ran all the way back to the cabin

  • and locked myself inside.

  • Riding the surge of fear and adrenaline,

  • I pushed the couch in front of the door,

  • barricading myself inside.

  • Out of nowhere, a wave of dizziness struck me.

  • Before I could take another step, I collapsed.

  • I woke up on the floor.

  • The side of my face was burning.

  • I got up and found a mirror.

  • Where the water from the pond had touched my skin,

  • black veins had sprouted and ran down toward my neck.

  • Then a whole chorus of howls rose from outside.

  • Peeking through the curtains,

  • I saw the glowing eyes and dark shapes of the Woe Bones

  • skittering around my cabin like wolves.

  • But they didn't attack.

  • It seemed like they were waiting.

  • Exhausted, eventually I had no choice

  • but to try and get some sleep.

  • I tossed and turned the rest of the night

  • in the grip of an awful fever.

  • Fire burned at my muscles

  • and my bones seemed to twist in their sockets.

  • I found some sleeping pills

  • and hoped to escape the pain for a while.

  • But when I finally fell asleep,

  • I had dreams of chasing a man through the woods,

  • running him down

  • and ripping his flesh with my teeth.

  • As his warm blood trickled down my chin,

  • I looked at his face.

  • It was my own.

  • I awoke to darkness.

  • Again the howls rose in a tragic unison outside.

  • The pain had subsided when I got up to go to the bathroom,

  • but the face I saw in the mirror was not a human face.

  • Dark animal eyes stared at me out of my own sockets.

  • I didn't have teeth.

  • There were fangs jutting out from my mouth.

  • A sudden hunger stabbed my belly,

  • and I fell to my knees.

  • The cries of the Woe Bone outside pressed in on me,

  • nearly driving me to madness.

  • The monsters outside the door

  • were waiting for me to join them.

  • I grabbed the old hunting knife from the closet.

  • The blade was a little rusty, but the edge was still sharp.

  • I went out to the porch and sat down

  • in the old wooden rocker with the knife.

  • The Woe Bones howled and cried,

  • but I knew they wouldn't come for me.

  • That was my choice.

  • I held up my wife's wedding ring.

  • Its purple stone shimmered in the darkness.

  • Perhaps there was a way I could finally see Emily again,

  • one quick, sharp stab of pain.

  • You know, the howls from the monsters in the woods?

  • They sounded so beautiful, so welcoming.

  • I realized it was a song.

  • The Woe Bones were singing about their sadness,

  • holding it up to the night sky

  • like an offering of fresh meat.

  • The hunger growled inside me,

  • filling my head up with delicious, bloody thoughts.

  • All my pain was gone,

  • and my fear was ebbing away like a bad dream does

  • shortly after you wake up.

  • So I decided to wait a little longer.

  • I wanted to hear the end of their song.

  • There'd be time enough afterward to decide what to do,

  • so I decided to wait.

  • (sinister music)

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