"Where are you, Mr. S Man?" Sarah called out.<br/><br/>She crunched through the dead leaves, walking somewhat aimlessly through the wood.  Faint memories scratched at the edge of her mind, the voices of children warning her to turn back.  She shook them off and continued on, staring through the trees.  Sarah kept thinking she saw him, the trees were all so similar to his shape and size, but the lack of screeching told her she was mistaken.  She was simply jumping at shadows, but in an almost paranoid way.  She didn't like it here.