Jenna and Breanna have been best friends for years now and they tell people their as close as close can be, little did they know, they where wrong.
When Breanna sleeps over at Jenna's for a weekend, they decide to go to the lake that's about 2 miles down the road, also surrounded by 3 corn fields with 2 trails though the middle, one is the way back home the other, is left undiscovered, After they swim, dry off, and throw on shorts and a shirt over their swim suits, Jenna tells Breanna they still Have 2 hours till they need to be home, 2 hours before dark, they decide to adventure the 2nd trail, and what they find will change their lives forever.
The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me.
My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact is made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides from my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs.
My third sense is suddenly activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come to get me!.
This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!
I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in a frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster.
The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips.
Finally, I hear music playing from loudspeakers. I'm close to civilization!.
I keep running frantically. One of my pumps is gone. Soon I see a club insight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me.
Next thing I know; I'm surrounded by darkness.
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