You and your friends camp on a suspicious mountain it went great until the 3 nights passed by.

Then there was what seemed to be a bear attack, it started off small, but soon 10 went down to 9, 9 went to 8 and so on.

But you were the last person there, you knew it was finally time to leave, like your friends said you should, so you packed your things and started running.

But the fog was so big and the fact it was night didn’t help, until you heard a growl, you dropped all your things and went in a tree to hide then a voice spoke through the thick fog

Where are you? the voice spoke as the footsteps got closer and a chill went up your spine, when you moved a inch a branch snapped and you held your breath, soon the footsteps stopped, so you got out the tree and slowly started walking