Camera in hand, flashlight in the other, and a sturdy bag slung filled with different gadgets slung over his shoulder, Alejandro felt ready.

Ready for what, specifically?

A decrepit, cracking, abandoned building in the middle of nowhere; steadily lined rows of aged trees surrounding the perimeter.

Every step set of a chain of different creaks and cracks, but that didn’t deter Alejandro, not one bit — He was going to do anything to get a good picture.

With his camera up and ready, he felt invincible, head darting left to right, eyes checking every corner and broken window.

That was until a sudden crash behind him stopped everything: shattered glass scattered across the floor with a… blurry figure standing next to the mess.

Camera was still recording, of course..