The campsite, a small clearing in the blackwater forest, a quiet and serene place, in that a dimly lit campfire shows the world the corpses of its campers scattered between the two friends.

Equally terrified , confused and unwilling to break the unnatural silence. Keys and Connor stared through the fire expecting an answer from the other. The seconds that ticked away felt like years.

As fire started to slowly fizzle out, Keys broke the silence by asking what happened here.

To which Connor replied that after Keys sneaked away, they continued the rounds of drinks and after the fifth one. Jeremy, was asked to play music on his portable speaker and they all started to dance to the beats, at first it was normal... for a drunk group of barely legal adults. But after the sixth or seventh round, and a change of genre, they started to touch each other inappropriately and Connor was confused about who was more inappropriate than the other. The guys or the girls.

Amidst this confusion, things went from sensual touching to sexual touching and Connor's resistance started to give in so he also bailed in search of Keys but didn't find him.

But his search was cut short by the sounds of broken glass and he rushed back to the campsite to see their friends lifeless and there is no explanation for them to be like this. On seeing this, Connor lay frozen in his stand and only was partially thawed in the sight of Keys.

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Connor after telling his side of things asked Keys where in the world he went among all of this.

To which, Keys replied that he sneaked out from the campsite and had quiet time to reflect about the things that transpired so far.

And while walking around, he came across an open air house by trees which was well lit and there were signs of people living there, which was unusual as when asked about the spot, the organizer, Tyler, has told the group that it's a secluded spot with no signs of civilization yet here's one.

So Keys sat on the tree log by what appeared to be the porch and passed time till he heard the braking of the bottle and he instantly knew that they crossed the line, and started to rush back to the campsite, and saw what he saw.

After sharing the reasons for the disappearance, silence swirled the campsite once again.

But just to keep the lights on, Connor rekindled the campfire and Keys added more wood to burn.

And among the cracking of twigs, they heard a distinct cracking sound, as if someone stepped on a branch from the east of the fire. So Keys and Connor planted themselves firmly and kept their guards up against whatever that was headed their way. As the sound go closer and closer, their hearts started to pace with each approaching step.

Then along with the footsteps, came a voice, a voice that they recognized so they let their guards down and waited for the owner of the voice to emerge from the woods to the light of the fire.

And she was, Claire, one of the friends who was supposed to come here the next day. But decided to come early to spook the group and got spooked herself as she fainted on seeing the corpses.