The Haunted Forest RPG

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The vegetables were already boiling, she placed the pan of venison next to it. "It's cooking, father." She called. Another tear trickled down her cheek but she didn't notice. She sat back down and watched.
 
She stares at the bubbling water, there's something she wants to remember, she can almost see it, but can't quite reach it. The tears begin falling more frequently now, rolling slowly down her face and hanging from her chin, before dropping down onto her lap. She was happy to be home. Of course she was, she had to be. The sun was now rising again, the dark sky turning a soft purple. She knew the river would be purple now too. The water would be cold and refreshing, and then when the sun hit it it would sparkle and dance with light. Ali liked it better in the dark. She said it was more fun because it was scarier, father didn't like that, but Elle did. So she did it anyway.
 
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Slygotha lumbers home, 3 sheep and one elk in her claws. She drops the carcasses by the entrance and settles to the earth. She tosses each one inside, they land with a wet thud near the nest. The broodlings set on the meat like a school of piranhas, picking them clean within a few minutes, then using their acidic poison breath, softened the bones and consumed those as well. Soon there was nothing left. The little dragons, bloated and sleepy, piled overflowing onto the nest, and slept, a mass of slumbering, slimy, green and black.
 
Elle can smell the meat cooking so she stands up to turn it, the veg is nearly done now too.

Why did they stop swimming? Why did Ali leave? Why couldn't she remember. Elle screws up her eyes and tries to concentrate. They swam as usual, then Ali told her a secret, and Elle promised to keep it. They went back up to the house and - No. Elle went back to the house, Ali always waited, why wouldn't she come in..? Then she painted with dad and then.. Then.. Nothing. Her mind was completely blank. She opens her eyes again and turns back to the pots. Something happened.. But what?
 
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Elle can smell the meat cooking so she stands up to turn it, the veg is nearly done now too.

Why did they stop swimming? Why did Ali leave? Why couldn't she remember. Elle screws up her eyes and tries to concentrate. They swam as usual, then Ali told her a secret, and Elle promised to keep it. They went back up to the house and - No. Elle went back to the house, Ali always waited, why wouldn't she come in..? Then she painted with dad and then.. Then.. Nothing. Her mind was completely blank. She opens her eyes again and turns back to the pots. Something happened.. But what?
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(can you explain to me what is wrong with Elle?)
 
Elle piles the food onto two plates and carries them through to the front room. "Here you go." She holds out the plate to him, but he doesn't take it. She smiles and nudges him lightly with her foot. "It's your favourite, here take it." She puts it on his lap and sits down in the chair opposite. She picks up the meat and bites into it. It's tough. I must've over cooked it she thinks. "Tired?" She says glancing up at him. He stares blankly at her, unmoving. "We've got to get your clothes washed - mine too, look at us we're a mess." She takes another bite of the venison, chewing slowly as she looks around the room. It feels different somehow. "We'll wash it in the river" she says finally. "No"
"What?" She looks up quickly. "No. You're staying here." His voice is low and growling. "But.."
"But nothing. You're not seeing her again, how many times do I have to tell you?!" He stands up quickly, his plate crashing to the ground. She looks down at his plate and then up at him, her hairs standing up on the back of her neck. "Wh..who.. I I told you I wouldn't." Her voice is thin. He moves forwards, towering high above her "Don't you dare lie to me!" His voice now raising to a shout. Elle pushes her plate onto the table and slowly raises herself from her chair. "I wouldn't.. I'm not.." She looks down at his feet, he's leaving a trail of paint behind him. "You're getting it on the carpet." She says nervously. He ignores her, the paint running down his vest in streams.
 
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She backs up slowly. "Dad. Dad please." She begs, her heart beginning to beat faster in her chest. He continues to move forward, his brow furrowed, his shoulders rising up. Elle feels the wall against her back. A horrible taste fills her mouth, she gags and spits something out. Is that fur..? She looks back up at him. He's now completely drenched, as if he went swimming in a river of red dye. He raises his fist, Elle closes her eyes and covers her face. "Please don't!" She cries. No reply. The room is silent. She opens her eyes cautiously, peeping through her fingers. He's paused mid strike. "Da-" He falls forward, collapsing onto her. She screams and jumps out of the way, tripping and falling onto her back. She pulls herself up quickly onto her elbows and looks over at him. He's lying crumpled on the floor, his arm stretched out in front of him.
 
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He lifts his head slightly to look at her, opening his mouth to speak, but no words come out. Elle stares at him horrified. His head tips back and he clutches at his stomach. She tightens her fists nervously, feeling something in her right hand, she looks down quickly. It's a paint brush. She stares at it, opening her palm and spinning it around slowly. "Elle.." He whispers, She relaxes her grip and the brush falls from her hand. She looks up at him wide eyed. "Why.." He gasps, looking into her face, tears welling up in his eyes. Their eyes meet for a moment and then he leans back, letting out a long sigh, his body goes limp, his eyes fall shut and his head falls back onto the ground. She rushes over to him and falls down onto her knees. Her eyes blurry with tears "Get up. Get up. She sobs loudly, her chest aches. "Why did you make me do this!" She shakes his shoulders and screws up her eyes, sitting her head on his chest and screaming into it. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, please get up." She desperately pulls at his shirt, gripping onto him with her fists.
 
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