You wander into the ruins of Wonderworld, the abandoned theme park on a stupid dare from your friends. You'd heard ghost stories of the places and vowed not to go in ever if you could help it, much less at night.

You shine your phone's flashlight in front of you as you inch forward, turning suddenly as a twig snaps behind you.

Holding your clearly startled form to stop you from tripping forward, a stranger smiles devilishly at you. "And what do we have here?"