Violet had always been the timid one in her group of friends, but when they dared her to venture into the heart of Whispering Pines alone, she couldn't back down. She wanted to prove herself, to show them she wasn't afraid. With a flashlight in hand and a nervous determination in her heart, she stepped into the dark forest.

The dense canopy overhead blocked out the moonlight, casting eerie shadows along the narrow path. Every rustle of leaves and snap of a twig made Violet jump, but she pressed on, determined to complete the dare. As she walked deeper into the forest, she lost track of time and, more worryingly, her way.

Panic started to set in as she realized she had no idea how to get back. The whispers of the forest seemed to grow louder, playing tricks on her mind. Desperately trying to find a recognizable landmark, she stumbled upon a shocking sight: a young girl lying on the ground, her body smeared with blood.

Violet's heart raced as she approached the girl, her initial fear replaced by concern. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked, kneeling beside her. She gently shook the girl's shoulder, but there was no response. Violet leaned closer, trying to see if the girl was breathing.