Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx
тАЬGuys, itтАЩs open!тАЭ Robert inspected the door and called them. When they turned their heads, they saw him standing right next to the opened door of the dead tree. тАЬIтАЩm not getting inside that creepy thing,тАЭ said Marcela. тАЬBut we donтАЩt have a choice. These crows are crazy. With that large number, weтАЩll be brutally torn to pieces if they attack us. Come on,тАЭ said Regan. He grabbed MarcelaтАЩs hand and walked back to the old tree. тАЬWait!тАЭ their guide Freddie suddenly yelled.
тАЬI donтАЩt think itтАЩs a good idea to go in there. I donтАЩt want to believe the stories, but have you heard about the Baba Yaga?тАЭ he asked. тАЬYes, we do. A witch that was responsible for the missing people who enter the woods and never returned, Right? ThatтАЩs why we are here to begin with. But seriously, now is not the time to believe in such BS. ItтАЩs getting really dark and I donтАЩt want to be the dinner of those crazy crows,тАЭ Robert responded. In the midst of their argument, the crows gradually began their attack. A few of the hovering ones sharply descended with their talons wide open and bills pointed forward. One of them came to Dylan and scraped him on the shoulder. The sharp claw tore right through his shirt and it left a deep cut. Dylan yelled in pain.