When we got to the pitch black pound a shiver ran down my spine. The air got sharp and freezing, it was so cold that my teeth were chattering.
"Damn, it's cold," Taylor said putting on their jacket.
"Drink this," Quinn said taking a bottle out of his jacket pocket, and handing it to Taylor, at first they were skeptical. "It's not beer or wine, it's coffee," Quinn said crossing his arms, Taylor opened the bottle and took a sip.
"Wow this is the best coffee I've ever had," said Taylor drinking more.
"Here I got more," said Quinn taking off his backpack and grabbing another bottle and handing it to me,
"thanks," I say taking a sip, and warmth went through my entire body, and I put the bottle in my bag and sat on the cold, hard, rocky ground. We all sit in silence for a while before I fall asleep.
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When I wake up it's still dark.
"Hey! Wake up!" I hear Taylor say while shaking me. "We're going to get moving again," I get up and shake my head a little to get the sleepiness from my eyes, we start moving and we hear something.
"What was that?" I ask.
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The Paranormal 1
Horrorparanormal activity. Alex, has a passion for the paranormal, like windigos, skin walkers, ect. till one day in the dead of night something strange happens that might just end his life.
