Quietly, Tom sneaked down the creaky stairs, he could hear whistling outside.  Who is that? Slowly, Tom turned around and  looked behind him.  He couldn’t see anything or anyone.

Later that day, he entered Old Devil’s Forest. Spiders webs hung between the branches, no leaves grew on the trees and tree roots weaved across the floor. Tom shivered.  He wished he wasn’t here and had gone the long way instead to his friends house.

Suddenly Tom heard the whistling again. He stopped and  glanced behind him.  A shadow lurked in the trees.