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Stacy lit a fire in the back of the cabin. It was a risky move but the temperature felt like it was -1000 degrees. There was a hole in the ceiling that the smoke could go through, so they didn't suffocate. As the Dycil creature crept, They huddled by the fire. The Dycil would not see the smoke, if it even was a Dycil, because Dycils are almost always blind.
As they explored the cabin, Jim grew more and more uneasy. And that's when he opened an old, gross book to reveal a strange symbol. The symbol looked almost like it was simply printed onto the book, but it still looked like a child's drawing.
He called over Stacy and showed her the symbol.
"That's the symbol from the-" Stacy stopped herself. "Never mind. Let's keep going."
As they continued down the hall, Jim started to recognize were they were. It was the dark, wooden place from his dreams. Jim picked up a small note that read: BEWARE OF THE CYCIL. IT CRAWLS ABOVE.
That's when Jim froze. He felt a small, chunk of cement smack his head. As he looked up, he screamed in fear to already Stacy.
" What the hell is that thing?!" Stacy yelled.
A large, spider-like creature was perched on the ceiling, slowly dissolving the cement.
"I'm pretty sure that's a Cycil" Jim explained.
"What the crap is a Cycil?"
"I uh... have no idea. But it doesn't matter, we have to run!"
They started in a full on run out of the cabin. And then, Jim's worst nightmare, came true. Water started coming from the ceiling. The monster grabbed Stacy.
"Stacy!! Holy shit!" Jim exclaimed as the ceiling started producing blood.
Stacy's blood. Jim got into the car and started to drive. He didn't have a driver's license so this was scary for him. As tears ran down his face, he drove over the fence and through the woods.
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