Rules and Strange Tales Series

When the forest code was posted on the door panel of the duty room, dew was dripping down the seams in the paper. Don't open the windows after 12 midnight, the wild flowers on the windowsill will smile. The little girl picking mushrooms is heard to close her eyes until the third bird call. You can't pick up the berries brought by the bear unless you want to become part of the tree. I counted the scratches on the wall. This was the sixth day of being trapped. The rules are changing, and those familiar figures are becoming more and more unfamiliar. When the fog on the seventh day filled the cracks in the window, I discovered that there were lines of blood on the back of the code - they were imitating the rules. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.