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We made it to the clearing in the woods. There was no sign of Jordan or Alison. There was no sign of any life at all. There was nothing. Dead. Besides the plants, there was no life at all. It was eerie and quiet, with the foul smell of death lingering in the air. We did not find anything. No friends, no camera, nothing. I got a burning instinct to search deeper into the woods.

"Hey, let's go that way." I said to the girls.

"Okay." They said, blankly. We went behind a huge boulder and down a hill. I was shocked to find grey tombstones poking out of the ground. They were buried under long, tall weeds.

The smell of rot was killing me, and made me feel sick. There was a graveyard right in the middle of the woods, and my friends and I were standing in it.

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