|Thriller/Horror| This is not a Werewolf Fiction.
When seniors of Hagerman High arrive in Colony, Idaho on their school retreat, their fun and peaceful stay soon veers into a dark and twisted trap. With the sudden string of strange events and an ina...
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WELCOME TO COLONY read an aged wooden sign, the ground below it sprouting vines that coiled around its stakes.
Spencer watched as it passed out of view and then turned his attention towards the small decaying town that lie ahead. Fenced in by dense thickets on either side, the town was in the middle of nowhere— fixed in a time period long passed. It had practically been miles since Spencer had last seen a gas station or farm with signs of life.
As the bus drove through the town, Spencer took a close look at the post-colonial buildings, some of which had hanging signs that were still legible.
"Wait, does that say the Piccolo Tavern?" someone asked, causing everyone on the bus to burst out laughing.
Carmen scoffed, "This place is an eyesore. Why don't they just tear it down?"
Spencer frowned at her comment. He couldn't understand how the mechanics of her brain worked or how anyone could be that flippant.
The bus veered to the right of a fork that narrowed into the woods. They hadn't driven far until a logged post signaled that they were coming up on their final destination. As the bus filled with idle talk and anticipation, Spencer caught flickers of strange movement behind the dense trees. He leaned closer to try to make out what was out there but the bus suddenly hit a bump and jounced, causing his forehead to smack the glass.
