The slender figure in the fog

I lived in the forest. He came. I ran. I found my way to another world. You know. Normal stuff.

My name is Oliver. I'm 15. I lived in the forest. I had heard rumours of him but they were just rumours. Just myths. at least that's what I thought until one day when I returned from my school through the woods because my dads car had broken down and I saw him. Standing there. I ran but he chased me. I thought I was dead until…