Children keep going missing, young children.Thefts are increasing too.Cribs, pushchairs, car-seats - anything that could hold a child, gone.
Police have no idea but you do.
You've seen where they go but nobody believes you.The Others disposed of the evidence before the authorities could get there.
The Others taunt you.
They leave messages for you.
They leave children's shoes for you.
People are suspecting you.
Your behaviour is slipping.
The Others are everywhere - their grins too wide, teeth too white.
As you begin to lose yourself to despair, news comes out.
The stolen items are found at the bottom of a lake.
The children were all strapped in and smiling.
You've never seen Them go to the lake before, they stick to the woods.
This is not Their work...
This is something new...someone new...
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