The long road distorted its way through the dark, cursed woods.
The apprentice carpenter gulped, checking the work-order. Two signs, to guide travelers towards the "Sprigs Inn", were to be placed. Triple the pay to place both.
It made sense, guiding potential guests safely through--
Something howled nearby and the apprentice hurriedly hammered the first sign to a tree.
A shadow moved.
She hit it with the other sign, then fled to safety.