It didn't seem that "Mr.S" wished to play this game any longer either. Sarah would feel long cold fingers rest upon her shoulders, only moments before the screeching once again turned to roars in her mind, the world blurring and her thoughts going to pieces before she blacked out. The last thing she would hear was one final echo of the rasping children's voices:<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800000"><span style="font-style: italic">He sees you... always</span></span></div><br/><br/>When she would finally awake once more she was no longer standing in the stretched wood. She would find herself nestled into her own bed in her room, her parents still heard yelling in the other room. How had he entered her home without her parent's notice whilst still carrying her? what was his connection to the Stretched wood, and why was she not welcome there?