One quiet night, Maria excitedly suggested going to the deserted forest on the outskirts of the legends. Millie scoffed at the idea, but you felt like a challenge. You decided to go together, putting your phones in a locked box that would not be opened until after 12 hours. At sunset, they stood in front of the dense forest. The air was heavy and the stillness unnatural. You set up the tent, made a small fire, and started talking to calm the tension. Then suddenly, a herd of goats appeared between the trees. Their steps were strange, their eyes black and empty, as if they were deliberately watching you. “This is not normal... Let’s go out now,” Millie said fearfully. You tried to leave, but all roads led you back to the same place. The forest seemed endless, and strange sounds began to echo between the trees. Suddenly, Millie disappeared, then Maria, and you found yourself alone. In the midst of the silence, you heard a cold voice whispering in your ear: “Why is my little goat standing alone among the graves?” I turned around in panic, but no one was there. The darkness was thick, and the sound was repeating... as if the forest was slowly swallowing you.