Aaand, we’re here. Are you sure this is the right place? It doesn’t seem promising.

Fatal glanced down at his phone, and back up at the cabin in front of them, his face scrunching up in a mixture of confusion and distaste. It was certainly a cabin, but it looked much more run down than the pictures displayed. It was supposed to be a nice vacation, but this wasn’t a great way to start.

Ehh, we’re here anyways. No use in turning around now. I guess we can look around, maybe it’s better inside?