Havenfell

Chapter 3: At Night, What Comes to Light?

After settling into their rooms at the Havenfell Inn, the group gathered in the lobby, eager to explore their new surroundings. They were met by Kelly, their tour guide, a cheerful woman with a bright smile and a twinkle in her eye.

"Welcome to Havenfell, everyone!" Kelly exclaimed; her voice filled with enthusiasm. "I'm Kelly, and I'll be your guide for this evening's tour. Are you all ready to see the sights?"

The group nodded eagerly, excitement coursing through their veins as they followed Kelly out into the cool evening air. The streets of Havenfell were alive with activity, the soft glow of streetlights casting long shadows on the cobblestone sidewalks.

As they walked, Kelly regaled them with tales of the town's history, pointing out landmarks and points of interest along the way. The group listened attentively, captivated by her stories of a town steeped in mystery and intrigue.

But as they passed by the quaint shops and cozy cafes, Nathan, Poppy, and Callum couldn't help but notice something unsettling—a series of missing posters plastered on the walls, their faces hauntingly familiar.

Nathan furrowed his brow, a sense of unease creeping over him. "Have you noticed all these missing posters?" he whispered to Callum and Poppy, his voice barely above a murmur.

"That's not creepy at all." Callum commented.

Poppy nodded, her gaze flickering nervously from one poster to the next. "Yeah, it's kind of creepy. I wonder what happened to them."

Callum exchanged a troubled glance with Nathan, their suspicions growing with each passing moment. But before they could dwell on it further, Kelly ushered them onward, her cheerful demeanour masking the eerie undercurrent beneath the surface.

Meanwhile, Felicity's attention was drawn to the townsfolk going about their evening routines. They noticed people hurrying into their homes, casting furtive glances over their shoulders before locking their doors behind them.

A sense of unease settled over Felicity, a nagging feeling that something was amiss. They glanced around, but the rest of the group seemed oblivious to the subtle signs of tension in the air.

As they continued their tour, taking in the sights and sounds of Havenfell, Felicity couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. They scanned the shadows for any sign of movement, but the streets remained eerily quiet.

The rest of the group seemed lost in the charm of the town, their laughter ringing out through the night air. But Felicity couldn't shake the feeling that something dark lurked beneath the surface, waiting to reveal itself under the cover of night.

Felicity found their mind drifting to the horror films they had been obsessively watching lately. Horror had become their current hyperfixation and special interest, providing both a source of comfort and a means of escape from the uncertainties of their new surroundings.

As they walked, Felicity couldn't help but analyse their surroundings through the lens of their favourite films, noting the eerie atmosphere and subtle hints of danger lurking around every corner. They made mental notes of potential escape routes and hiding spots, just in case.

Despite the unease lingering in the air, the group pressed on, their curiosity driving them forward into the unknown. Little did they know, their idyllic evening tour was just the beginning of a journey that would take them to the very heart of Havenfell's darkest secrets. And as they ventured deeper into the shadows, they would soon discover that some horrors were best left unseen.

Callum's protective instincts kicked in as he kept a watchful eye on both Felicity and Nathan, his feelings for Nathan simmering beneath the surface. Poppy's natural curiosity led her to question Kelly about the town's history, while Rin's stoic demeanour hinted at a deeper complexity beneath the surface.

Juno, ever the life of the party and more drunk than before, stumbled along the cobblestone streets with a carefree abandon, her laughter ringing out like music in the night. And Bree, always one to seek adventure, eagerly explored every nook and cranny of the town, her adventurous spirit infectious to those around her.

Together, they made their way through the winding streets of Havenfell, each step bringing them closer to the heart of the town's mysteries. And as the shadows grew longer and the night grew darker, they couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding creeping over them—a sense that they were about to uncover something far more sinister than they could have ever imagined.