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Spring break was supposed to be simple. A group of friends. A remote lake cabin. No parents. No rules. Just sun, water, and wild nights. But the longer they stay, the more things start to feel wrong. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Whispers echo through the woods. And one by one, they start to disappear. Like someone's crossing names off a list. Now, the question isn't who will make it out alive... It's whether any of them were ever really friends to begin with. Warning: This story contains substance use, mental health struggles, and intense scenes of gore.
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  • It's Just The Woods

The group arrives at Camp Murdis for what's supposed to be a chill, adults-only wilderness survival retreat. No phones, no WiFi, just old-school bonding and team-building challenges. But once the gates close... The real challenge begins. Someone-or something-has rewritten the rules. Campers start dying one by one, with the deaths mimicking parts of the "survival games" they signed up for. The killer knows everything about them. Worse... there are photos on the wall in the lodge of a guy none of them remember: DERRICK. Who was he? Why does Paris get migraines every time someone says his name? And why is he smiling in a picture labeled "Last Year's Champion"?

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