As Julie began to regain consciousness, she knew something wasn't right. She started to panic as she realized she was strapped to a table. A big bright light beamed down onto her face, blinding her, as silhouettes moved silently around her. The silhouettes began to whisper. β€œShe’s...

β€œThey say the tree bleeds when you peel off the bark.” Liz’s eyes flickered in the orange light. Her lips curled into a small smile, as if she enjoyed that particular detail. β€œThat’s ridiculous. There’s no way a tree could bleed,” Tucker said, yanking his burning marshmallow...