It started out as a rumour, no one was sure what the truth of it was. Supposedly one of the twelfth graders had come back from a sneak out with friends to the Forbidden Forest, sheet white, and terrified. There was a black mist, and a bright day gone totally dark. Of course, most people scoffed it off.
Cam and her friend's didn't.
Confident, cocky, and looking for adventure she and three friends-two boys and a second girl-snuck out of their dorms just as the sun began to set. It was still only seven, seven thirty, but at this time they could argue they were going to the library to study. Using paths tromped upon by generations of students passed, the small group entered the forest. Unfortunately, the woods themselves were very dark, and they had only the vaguest knowledge of where even to look.
Cameron wasn't sure how it happened. She had been with her friends, flashlights waving, giggles a plenty, when the others seemed to vanish. She was glad for the jeans to protect her legs from the sharp branches, but the girl wasn't really afraid of physical harm. Her flashlight was steady as she walked forward, deciding to hunt for the place on her own. She did wish she had brought a sweater-the night was cool, and her exposed arms and shoulders were cold. Hugging her arms for warmth she walked...until the sight of the decrepit house made her stop. She ogled it for a minute, before Cam lit up with a grin. Her head pounded, and she could feel the adrenaline in her veins. Her skin and hair were bright yellow, almost luminescent in the near darkness as the excitement poured through her body. Cameron stepped up to the old door, and opened it.
"Hello?" She called out in the darkness.