Night in the haunted forest. Part 2

We started walking, and suddenly we heard steps. A lot of them, as if a dozen people were walking along with us. We stopped and looked around.

“Did you hear that?” asked A.J., his voice tense. He was much braver against the visible dangers.

Fear was etched on my friends’ faces. Steps still echoed around us even though we were standing still.

“Hello?” called Tim. The steps stopped.

We looked around. No one. Only sunlight danced on the lake like Christmas lights.

“It’s getting really creepy, you know,” Emi said.

“Maybe… we just imagined it?” I said, feeling stupid for saying that. My friends flew here from all around the world, and I was determined to make this getaway work. Maybe it was the wind or something…

“Or something,” replied Emi.

“Come on, guys,” Tim said, launching himself forward. “A bit of creepy makes a good memory.”

We didn’t hear footsteps anymore, so we went to the cabin.

To be continued…