I suck at descriptions! We are different. He knows that. We are special in his eyes, that is what pleases him. Are emotions are amplified and he knows that, he knows us. We fear him, the fear lifting his life, making him crave it more. We are tired, we are sore, abused, tortured, I'm tired of it. The eight of us must defeat this demon, we are eight, but I am one. I'm tired of always burning my friends. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " This place is a horror movie" Nadia cries " We are all going to die here" " We have to work together" I say, the tears bursting through my eyes, staining my clothes blue. " You cry blue tears?" I look at the girl and give her a sniffle, I was weak helpless, I was going to die. We were all going to die. I wiped my tears and stood up, wobbling from the fast movement and cursed at myself. " We have to work together" I stated " We will defeat the demon and get out alive" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Clover a girl who people would be called unnatural, wakes up with no memory of her life or how she got into the forest, only remembering her name. Unexpectedly eight other girls are there, and they share similar memories of their childhood, all bad and damaging. When the eight girls find out a demon is hunting them, looking for fear, they band together and make a pact to make it out alive. Or so they will think.