A Night at Wildwood
Mark said sarcastically.
Still, they moved carefully, every snap of a twig putting them more on edge.
Suddenly, headlights flashed up the road.
The boys froze, panic setting in.
Without thinking, they bolted — sprinting toward the lake, away from the road.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Mark hissed, stumbling over a root. “This is insane. We should’ve skipped this dare! I could be with Cassidy right now — not stuck here with dead people!”
The headlights slowed at the gates to the cemetery…
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