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    Who You Gonna Run To ? – (Chapter: ch. 1)

    Ch. 1

    Three teens walked aimlessly in the woods, their arms wrapped around themselves from the biting cold.

    "I told you Glen we should have stayed home", one of the teens scoffed as they walked on hurriedly.

    "Oh shut it Clay! You had no objection till we got lost. Now all your worrying about is dad finding out we went to a party with Spence", the elder of the group snorted at his adopted brother.

    "It’s cold", the youngest of the three mumbled.

    "You hear that Glen?! she’s cold, where too now Mr. Sense of Direction ? We’re not going to find no stinking old mansion!", Clay sneered.

    Glen muttered something under his breath that sounded like ‘piss off’ before looking around again.

    They snuck out to one of Glen’s friends cabin parties in the middle of the winter. It had been a rough couple of years for the young teens having lost they’re mom. She went missing on a camping trip and was pronounced dead three years later, after being found floating in a river. They felt as if they… well Glen thought showing out would distract him from the depression, and the younger two only went along with him so he didn’t do anything drastic.

    Everyone was drunk when they arrived; and to make the party more interesting someone decided to have a scavenger hunt. Apparently there was an old mansion that was supposedly haunted somewhere deep in the valley. First group to find the place got to make the losers do whatever they wanted. Glen trying to be cool agreed to play the game dragging his siblings along as his team. They gave him wary looks.

    He simply stated "Hey I’m helping us climb the social status".

    The younger siblings just sighed and went along with their brothers antics.

    But now they were lost, cold, and there phones were dead.

    "Ugh! I regret going along with you", Clay whined which got him a glare from his elder.

    "No one told you to come! Feel free to turn around and Leave!", Glen growled.

    Spencer ignored her bickering brothers and kept on walking; staying still made her more cold. She rubbed her gloved hands together to create friction, focusing her eyes on her hands. She yelped when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. She whipped her head around to look but saw only a mansion. She barely heard her brothers calls for her until they picked her up in a panic.

    "Spence are you hurt!? You just left! We heard you scream and thought… Spence what are you looking at", Glen turned to see why his sisters mouth was gaping and in turn his mouth fell open as well.

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