They kept riding down the road that seemed would never end. The man decided to give his name to the girls to earn more of their trust, he spoke, "my name is Tim, encase you girls wanted to know." I... I'm Kelsy.... and this is Sarah.." Kelsy mumbled under her shaky voice. "Those are very nice names." Kelsy didn't reply. The man finally turned down this strange, long dirt road, leading to this cabin. He stopped the car behind the house, and told the girls to get out and wait by the car so he can get everything cleaned up. "You ladies can stay in the guest room tonight if you like." Tim said while walking into the house. Kelsy and Sarah sat there by the car, waiting to be able to get warmth from this cold, dead night. "He's been gone for a while, his house couldn't be that messy... can it." Kelsy laughed at this comment. Kelsy decided to go around to the other side of the car so she wasn't bored, while Sarah stayed on the other, looking up at the stars. They talked about how they were hungry and wanted food, but didn't want to eat from this man. But suddenly, Kelsy didn't respond. Sarah, wondering what happened, went around the car to where Kelsy was, but she wasn't there. Sarah, immediately started screaming for Kelsy, ran up to the door of this cabin, calling for help, but there was no reply from him. She sat on the door steps and cried, when the door that was behind her... slowly creaked open, leading to a dark room. She got up and wiped her tears, while stuttering the word... "H... h... hello....?" She walked in, little steps at a time, and tried to find the light switch. The light of the moon shined through the window which shown the stairs leading to a room, which the door was slightly cracked. She stumbled going up the stairs from how poorly the steps were held together. She, moved the door open with caution, while speaking the word, "hello" one more time. She found the light switch and turned it on. What she saw... made her nearly pass out. Hooks... hanging from the ceiling, a desk, covered in bloody knifes and hatchets. The door slammed behind her, and she jumped and turned around as quick as she could. It was a man, covered in bloody clothing, wearing a mask, and holding in his right hand, a cleaver. He walked towards he, slowly. She moved as far back as she can, trying to get around him and run out the door. She was screaming Kelsy's name, calling for her help, but again there was no answer, nothing else happened.
