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The night air was fresh and crisp. Cool enough that it wasnt hot, but warm enough to not be cold. The light from the campfire illuminated the small clearing, just up to the trees. I sat a bit away from the fire and played a tune on my guitar, the wildlife of the woods occasionally shuffling around in the dark, just out of sight. Peaceful. A beautiful night. After humming along with my tune, I stood up and walked over to my cooler. A shiver went up my spine as I reached into the icy water to retrieve a bottle of water. I downed it as I sat back down next to the guitar. The woods were alive and active tonight. Its good to hear, usually its so quiet this time of night. A nice change of atmosphere. I laid back and closed my eyes. After my vision cut off, my ears perked up and picked up the slack. I could hear the movement much more clearly now.

Help

I shot up. Did I hear someone? Most people werent out in this part of the woods. The usual camping spots are a ways from here. But, its very possible that someone got lost, or hurt themselves, or in a rare case, were attacked by an animal. I closed my eyes and listened again.

Help

It was faint. Far off. But someone was out there. I picked up my flashlight, emergency kit, and grabbed my pistol, just in case. I shined the light in the direction I hear the voice.

Hello? Can you hear me? I shouted and waited. No reply.

I walked deeper into the woods. The light from my campfire was slowly eaten up by the darkness until all I could see was what the beam of the flashlight revealed. The forests activity calmed and stopped. I couldnt hear anything other than sound of my footsteps.

Hello? Can you hear me? I shouted again.

Hello can you hear me? came back a reply.

The voice was close by now. I kept moving closer, as a smell filled the air. Smelled rotten, like something had died.

Are you alright? Are you hurt? Or lost? I called out to the darkness.

Lost. Came the reply.

The voice was clear, and close. I walked a bit further and shined my light on her. Seeing her clearly, she was tall and lanky, wearing really lose fitting clothing. The look on her face said it all. She was lost. Possibly on another plane of existence as well.

Hello there! You made quite trip out this far. There isnt really anything out this far aside from some real thick trees. No campsites or anything. Which one did you wander from? I questioned the girl.

She pointed. There.

Wow. Just how long have you been walking? That one is really far off. Do you have a party with you? A phone? Someone we can get a hold of? I asked.

Yes. Came her flat reply.

Yes to what question? You have friends? A phone? I asked.

Friends. No phone. She said.

Well, were they walking with you? Or are they back at the campsite? I pressed.

With me. They were that way. I think. She said pointing in the same direction. In fact, I dont think she ever lowered her hand.

Alright. Are you sure you arent hurt? You didnt fall, hit your head? I asked.

No. Im ok. Really. She replied without emotion.

Well, why dont we go back to my campfire. We can sit there until sunrise, then we can see about finding your friends. I suggested.

Can we look for them? They cant be far. She asked.

The woods are dangerous in the dark. When we get back to the campfire, I can fire a flare. If theyre around, they can head our way. If they arent someone who can help will. Sound good?

Ok. She said.