Seven friends. One forest. A trip they'll never forget. if the forest lets them go. In Mt. Silag, not all silence means peace. 𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴. 𝘚𝘶𝘣 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘳𝘢, 𝘤𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘴. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘮. 𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴. 𝘚𝘶𝘣 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘳𝘢, 𝘤𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘴. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘮. Do not read this aloud, they watching.