Chapter 69: A Whisper in the Wind.

The night was calm, and the whole forest around Chloe's cabin lay in peace and quiet. She sat on the porch, peering into the black shadow between the trees. The leaves rustled in the weak breeze, which bore with it a little chill, while the branches overhead creaked softly. That was when she heard it: the softest whisper borne on the wind, a voice calling from somewhere deep in the forest. Chloe tensed, the noises straining her ears. There it was again; it seemed to be luring her into the shadows. A cloud passed heedlessly from the face of the moon, and a gauzy light silvered the floor of the forest. For an instant, Chloe felt she saw something: movement between the trunks and underbrush, barely visible—a figure slipping between the trees. "Who's there?" she called with quaking vocals from the brink of adrenaline. That was all she got for a response: woods silent. The wind whispered again, something eerie, something that caused her hair to raise on her forearms. She tried several t