"Dad, I'm scared." The boy's voice trembled, filled with fear.
"Don't be afraid. I'll take you back tomorrow. Sleep with me tonight." The boy's father comforted him.
"You can't go back." The elderly man's hoarse voice blocked the way home for the father and son.
"What do you mean?" The boy's father was somewhat agitated, "I wanted to ask before; what you said was strange. What exactly do you mean? Why can't we go back? What was the scarecrow my child saw? And what is this place?"
