The night of unseen evil

It was a dark and stormy night, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of raindrops hitting the roof. Sarah was driving home from work when her car broke down in the middle of nowhere. She tried to start the engine, but it wouldn't budge.

Sarah got out of the car and looked around. She was surrounded by dense forests on both sides of the road. She could barely see anything, and the rain was pouring down hard. She knew she was in trouble.

As she stood there, trying to figure out what to do next, she heard a strange noise coming from the woods. It was a faint whisper, but it sounded like it was getting closer.

Sarah froze in fear, and her heart started pounding. She looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but there was nothing there. Suddenly, the whisper turned into a loud scream, and Sarah knew she had to get out of there.

She started running down the road, but the sound kept getting louder and louder. She felt like something was chasing her, and she could feel its breath on her neck.

Sarah finally saw a small cabin up ahead, and she ran towards it. She banged on the door, hoping someone would answer. After a few moments, the door slowly creaked open.

Sarah stepped inside, and the door slammed shut behind her. She looked around the dimly lit cabin and saw that it was empty. She was alone.

As she tried to calm herself down, she noticed a strange symbol etched into the floorboards. It looked like some sort of pentagram, and it made her feel uneasy.

Suddenly, she heard a voice whispering her name. It sounded like it was coming from inside the cabin. She looked around, but there was no one there.

The voice got louder and more persistent, and Sarah knew she had to get out of there. She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. She was trapped.

As she looked around the cabin, she saw strange symbols etched into the walls. They looked like they had been made with blood.

Sarah was terrified. She didn't know what to do. She felt like she was being watched, and she could feel the presence of something evil.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a figure stepped inside. It was a tall, thin man, dressed in black robes. He had a hood over his head, and his face was hidden in shadow.

Sarah tried to run, but the man grabbed her and pulled her towards the pentagram on the floor. He started chanting in a language she didn't understand, and she felt a cold breeze blowing through the cabin.

Sarah felt like she was being pulled into another dimension. She saw strange shapes and colors swirling around her, and she heard the screams of tortured souls.

Suddenly, everything went black.

When Sarah woke up, she was lying on the ground outside the cabin. It was morning, and the sun was shining. She felt disoriented and confused.

As she got up and looked around, she saw that the cabin was gone. There was no trace of it anywhere. She looked down at her hands and saw that they were covered in blood.

Sarah couldn't remember what had happened. She didn't know how she had gotten there or what had happened to her. All she knew was that she had to get away from that place.

She got into her car and drove away, trying to put the nightmare behind her. But she knew deep down that she would never forget what had happened to her that night.

Sarah never spoke of that night to anyone, but she always felt like something was watching her, waiting for her to make a mistake. She knew that whatever had happened to her that night was something she would never forget.