The Cabin

A group of four friends, Megan, Jake, Sarah and Tom, decided to escape busy city life and spend the weekend at a secluded cabin deep in the woods. The further they got from civilization, the more excited the atmosphere became, but there was a sense of unease beneath the surface.

Upon arrival, the cabin looked inviting with its rustic charm and faint scent of pine. But it was surrounded by tall trees that cast long shadows even in the daytime. At night, the atmosphere changed completely. A wind blew through the branches and an unnatural silence spread.

That night, as we sat around the crackling fire, Jake told us a local legend about the forest - about a witch who once lived there and cursed the townspeople. The people laughed, but Megan felt a sudden drop in body temperature and a chill run down her spine.

Later, as they were getting ready for bed, a strange sound of hushed whispers and rustling leaves echoed from outside. Tom ignored them as wild animals, but his discomfort grew. Sleep came and went, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps walking around the cabin.

The next morning, Megan discovered a series of strange symbols carved into the door. When she showed it to the other campers, they dismissed it as the work of the others, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

That night, tensions rose as the group discussed the strange occurrences. As they debated whether to leave, the lights flickered and went out. They panicked when they heard a light knock on the door, too rhythmic, too deliberate.

Jake bravely opened the door to find only darkness. But once outside, a shrill scream echoed through the night. The others rushed to the door, only to find that Jake had vanished without a trace.

A frantic search led them to a moonlit clearing. There they found a circle of stones decorated with the same symbol as the shed. Jake's backpack was in the middle, but there was no trace of him.

Just as their fear turned to despair, they heard the whispers again, this time clearer, beckoning them to join. The trees drew closer and the ground felt alive, drawing her inside the circle. They realized the legend was true; they had disrupted something ancient and malevolent. One by one, they gave in to the whispers and were pulled into the woods. Sarah was the last, crying as she resisted the calls. But then the darkness engulfed her, and she heard Jake's voice, gentle, seductive, promising safety.

The cabin was empty, the fire long gone, but the forest had regained its secrets. Only the wind whispered through the trees, waiting for the next careless traveler to get too close.

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