The truth is: I've never been too brave. With the others, well, we had fun, but the village has never been too big and there is never anything to do, so we have to find ways to entertain ourselves. But I've always been scared of darkness, and of that enigmatic dark house, and of the forest... Now I must cross it, now the whole village is counting on me, I must be brave enough for all of them, for my friends, for Jane. I hope there was an easier way. Who knows how many of my grandfathers stories are true? How many monsters inhabit the dark forest? This is terrifying.