This silent, wordless exchange pulled her in, a mix of empathy and curiosity holding her close. As Hazel approached the tent, she noticed signs of a hasty exit: the entrance was crooked, fabric torn, and zippers out of place.
These clues suggested something urgent and frightening had happened, stirring her imagination and deepening her concern. Inside the tent, Hazel found a small locket with a family photo and a camera with a nearly full memory card. These personal items told a story of lives once intertwined with this place, drawing Hazel deeper into the forest’s mystery.