placed by an adult leader in Cub Scout pack 1382 Alvey
bring your own pen. Wear some hiking boots for this one if it rained recently.
Not every trail leads home…
They say a brother and sister once wandered here, long after the breadcrumbs had faded. The forest didn’t want them to leave. It whispered to them in fog and tangled grass. One was clever. One trusted too easily. Only one ever came back.
Now, someone—something—waits by the path, watching quietly. You won’t hear it. You might not see it. But if you’re brave enough to step off the safe way and look behind what seems ordinary…
You just might find what they left behind.