Waldschrate

It’s a Friday evening… You and your squad are all packed up in the car, headed to the woods for a much deserved camping experience. Getting one-with-nature… the whole shebang! A commercial interrupts the car-ride flow. It’s a state-wide PSA from the authorities, reminding us to stay within the city limits since people venturing to the woods lately have been going missing. You scoff it off. The lights from the city are dimming… After a 45 minute drive out of town, you’ve arrived at the cabin! You unpack, settle in, and fire up the pit for dinnertime. Then, to wrap up the night, a walk up the cliff to watch the sunset– and maybe walk off those two extra servings of peach cobbler. The sky is filling with clouds… A mile into the small hike, dark clouds begin to hover over your group. You’re almost to the edge of the cliff! The group brushes it off– a little rain never hurt anybody. Hmmm… that’s odd. You’ve encountered a dimly lit pathway that you’ve never noticed before. Looking down the path, you see it leads to a darker part of the forest. The air is full of fog and there’s a slight musk of wet earth in the air. It’s unsettling but even more intriguing. So you all take your first steps into the murky abyss. You reach the end of the path. It’s gotten darker now, but the fog slowly fades, exposing that you’ve stumbled upon a rundown cabin with iron candelabra out front. The candles are flickering in the wind. The sight alone gives you chills. Suddenly… A sharp gust of wind blows out the candles, leaving the group in complete darkness. You can’t see anything in front of you, just the worried huffs from your friends. Then suddenly, your ears shudder at the sound of a screech from inside the cabin. You become extremely dizzy, then… black out. You’ve got one hour to figure out what happened to you and get back to safety! The clock starts now.