"Well guys, were here", Mike says. I grab Alyssa's arm. "Wake up baby, were here". She doesn't get up. I leave her there and get out of the car. Blocking the sun from my eyes with my hand, I grab some bags and head inside the cabin. Yes, a cabin, in the middle of the woods, no signal, nobody within a thousand miles, what could go wrong. I walk in, admiring the architecture. "This place is a dump, do we have to stay here?" "Shut up Sabrina," Mike says. "This place looks better than your house." Mike can be a dick sometimes. "Mike, stop being an ass." I say, trying to defend my friend. Mike sets the bags down and looks at me, furiously. "What the fuck is your problem, now your defending this whore?" That was it, I was tired of all of his bullshit. I lunged at him and tackled him to the floor. I balled my fist up and struck him in the face, over and over. Finally I felt hands grab me from behind and pull me off. Suddenly reality slapped me in the face. I heard Alyssa saying something but it was unclear. Mike was on the floor, bloody and beat, Sabrina by his side. What did I just do, that wasn't like me. Alyssa came into view, she grabbed my arms, squeezing tight while calling my name. "Cameron," she said. "Cameron, snap out of it" I looked at her, Then everything went black...
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She Is Watching...
HorrorSomeone once told me that deep in DreamsDale Pine there is a spirit. And this spirit is a guider of souls. But those are all wrong. For this is not a spirit, but something more dangerous. And we just woke it from its sleep...
