The Silent Runner in the Woods

Reddit Horror Archives — Entry Number Two. Years ago, back when boredom was dangerous and

the night felt endless, my friend and I would sneak out after dark for no reason at all… except

to wander. We’d drift through quiet neighborhoods, ducking from passing headlights like

ghosts afraid of being seen. And not far from his house—beyond the railroad tracks,

deep in a stretch of woods—there was a place we knew about. A so-called homeless

camp. We’d seen the trail. We knew what waited back there. Or at least… we

thought we did. One of the men who lived there was known to us—an old friend of my buddy’s

father. He’d been welcomed into their home before, allowed to shower,