The sun had just set when the small sedan turned onto the gravel shoulder of a remote country road. The restless Miss Adventure-on-her-ass jumped out of the car and without waiting for her companion rushed forward into the forest.

Gabby's flashlight cast eerie shadows on the gnarled trunks, the light dancing to the beat of her rapid speech.

"And, according to legend, a group of vacationers, like us, went here, but they never returned! Can you believe it?" Her voice trembled with barely concealed excitement. "And that house.. Damn, it's just creepy. Well, in this creepypasta they just say that most likely this company was killed there."

The girl chatted cheerfully, but this did not remove the oppressive atmosphere at all, but only added. Who wants to rant about the plot of a typical slasher movie while out in the woods at night?

"Hey, why aren't you talking? Aren't you interested, huh? You coward!"