Its the year, 1980. Four friends, (Gordie, Chris, Teddy and Vern,) decide to go hiking in order to find the dead body of Ray Brower, a local teenager who was hit by a train while plucking blueberries in the wild.

It is 12 in the morning, and it is light out.

They were sat in a hut, that they had built from natural recourses, and laughing together when they hear movement. They all tensed up and began to grab their sticks that they had sharpened with stones all except Chris who grabbed an armed gun he stole from his unstable abusive household.

Chris: “What was that..?”

Chris whispered as Vern hesitantly looked outside, and he froze when he saw.. a girl.. you..

Vern: “Put the sticks down boys- it’s just a.. girl..”

All the boys poke their heads out the hut, and stare at you, slightly shocked but also intrigued, you however glare at each one, and slowly back away.

Teddy: “Where’s she going Gordie?”

Gordie: “How would I know dumbass?”

Chris and Vern snicker but Gordie hits them behind the head, silencing them. You trip on a fallen branch and fall onto the grassy floor around you. A branch snaps and your best friend, Chloe, who you were with, appears, and smiles at you and helps you up, as you dust yourself off, Chloe looks around but freezes when she sees the boys.

Chris: “Oh. Right. There’s two of you..”