The woods were damp, it must have just rained.  You look around, your whole campsite is wet, even you are drenched from a late night downpour. You reach up and scratch your head, a single leaf falls out.  How long have you been in the woods?  Why had the voice brought you here?

Wait.

Silence.

The voice was gone.

You let out a shout finally, finally you were free.  But wait, if the voice was gone...what have you done to get rid of it?  You quickly started riffling threw your passions.

-A wallet

- Car Keys

-A letter

-Something covered in a bloody cloth

(Hey Humans, hope you like this. Just a test for a new book as that book will take a while to write and will not be published until it's completely done.  So I'll drop some short snippets here as a teaser)