“I’ll be right over,” you call out. As you follow the sound of the voice, your flashlight catches something shiny, just off the trail. It looks like a watch, dangling from the trees. You can’t be sure, not in the snow, but it seems like it’s still attached to a hand…
Someone grabs you by the shoulders! In your panic, you trip and fall to the ground.
“I can’t believe you made it this far!” You turn to see three people, roughly your age. They reach down and pick you up, introducing themselves as Steven, Meredith, and Jackie. Their eyes dart around the woods worriedly.
“Thank god I found you guys! Started to wonder if I was all alone out here.”
“You’re not.”
Sheesh. Warm welcome. “I think the ropes course is this way,” you say, “I feel like I have my bearings again.”
“You don’t want to go to the ropes course.”
A twig snaps behind you. In the distance, a low, grinding noise echoes through the trees.
“We need to go, now.”
Go where? You did just meet these people after all. And something about them makes you nervous — their darting eyes and shuffling feet putting you on edge.
Homecoming of Horrors 