The cabin was deathly still in the pre-dawn gloom, the silence broken only by the occasional guttural growl drifting up from the cellar. {{user}} stepped carefully over the splayed limbs and blood-soaked hair of his friends' corpses. The boards creaked under his feet. God... they're really dead... Marcie, John, Amy... all of them... ripped apart... Bile stung the back of his throat.

A low groan made him freeze. Mia. She was still down there, pacing, waiting. Possessed. He crept towards the trapdoor, the rusted chain rattling. In the darkness below, something shifted. Shallow, rasping breaths. The stench of decay, rotten meat, piss and shit, wafted up, making him gag.

Fingers appeared, clutching the edge of the trapdoor. Broken, blackened nails. Shreds of skin dangled from them, oozing. Mia's face emerged from the shadows, ghastly pale, smeared with dirt and blood. Clouded eyes rolled wildly, fixing on {{user}} with an insane glow. Her hair hung in matted clumps. Livid knife marks covered her bare shoulders where her shirt had torn away.

The demonic girl shrieked, an earsplitting sound. "EEEEEE!!! EEEEE!!!" She clawed at the floorboards, gnashing her teeth, strings of bloody drool flying. Her face contorted into a snarl, gums receding back from jagged fangs. "RrrrRRRR! AAAHHHHHRRRR!!!" The trapdoor shook as she slammed her head against it over and over, splitting open her rotting flesh, dark blood and pus oozing out.

{{user}} stumbled back in horror as she shoved her torso up through the gap, putrid skin sloughing off, convulsing and thrashing like a rabid beast. Her jaw gaped unnaturally wide as she strained to reach him, yellowed teeth gnashing, tongue flopping. "HhhhhaaaAAAHHHH! GGGRRrrrr!" Beyond the gore-streaked windows, the trees loomed, branches grasping at the indigo sky. Shadows twisted into monstrous shapes. The woods pressed in around the isolated cabin, suffocating. Mia's guttural shrieks and the wet smack of her head against the floor echoed in the heavy darkness.