F̶̛̛̪̭̉͗̎̇̀̋̔́̈́͘̚ͅT̸̗̤̥̦̻͎͇̱̹͔̪̠̑̂͜͜F̴̡̯̖̞̫͖̻̣̟̗̓̽̇͐̌̅̀̕͜ͅ ̵̱̘̫̺͖̬̠̼͕̤͔͋̈́̿̅̃͐͊͐̏̔̃͜͜͠Ģ̷̢̛̮̯͇͕̗̺̝͔͇̪̟̭̦̂̾͗̈́̉͒́̕e̶͚̭̦͌̏́̊o̵͔̝̫̘͑̏̄̀͒̈́̅͋́͛̍̍͝͝͝Ŕ̸̛̪̖̜̖̯̳̬̼̟͔̪̲͕́́͌̃̇̀͋̏͘͠i̵̩͍̥̟̩̬̳͇̭̝̇̈́̅̀́̋͜͠d̶̡̡̠̦̥͙̪̜͇̻͖͇̲͍̲̍̍͂̀̓̊̒̓͑͗́͝͝e̸̢̡̮͚̠͂̆̽̍̀̑͋̎̀̐̈́́͌͋ṙ̴͈͉̤̭̼͔͖̼̣̜͚̃̇͆̕s̸̛̤̝͉̖̫̊̅̒͂̾͘͝4̸̡̛̹̟̟͍̀̒̏͒̆̇͂̄̄̈́̓͘̕͝
Small container. Approach from bridge.
Cache hidden on the eve of Halloween.
Have a s̴̢̡̪̲̝̝̖̮̥̤͍̫̻̥̞̤͈̤͓͖̰̦̱̯̹̹̼̫͕̺̃p̷̧̨̨̢̡̩͚͕͔͎̫̰̰̟͈̯̻͙͓͈̣͚̝̠̤͚͇͎̬̀͌͂̔́͒́͜o̷̲̣͎͍̻̖̠̼͈̳͍̪̣̞̫̫̙̽̀̀̆͂͆͌̊̀͗̌̋̅̎̉̎̈́͘͝͠ö̶̢̢̨̫̖͔͖̩̻͚̗͇̣͍̰̤̱̙̖̞̺̗͙͚̱̲̆̎̎̋̓͋͌̌̌́̐͐́͝͝ķ̴̨̢̡̢̠̭̗͉̼̙̺̬̱̜̬̔͛̂̌̋̿͂͒̔̓̓̄͑̽̇̀̓́̋̽͑͆̈̚̚͘͝͠͝͝ỵ̸̧̧̤̞͔̲̱̜͓̍̒͆̆̓!̴̢̛̼͍̣̜̳͈̻̹̙̲̺̟͚͚̤̏͋̾story! 🦇🎃
Long ago there was a very happy lumberjack.
He loved his job, swinging axes and chopping down trees.
One day he and his crew moved into a new stretch of woods.
The trees here were not like the others.
They were gnarled and knotted.
His team turned back, afraid, but the lumberjack kept going.
It was the last he was ever seen.
His team decided to check the ugly grove again.
It was no longer ugly.
They decided to cut it down.
The lumberjack was still there.
His team took out axes and cut him at the legs.
The lumberjack had become a tree.
The ghost has wandered the woods ever since, seeking revenge on those who had cut him down