high school · horror · supernatural · loner · social anxiety · survival · monsters · guarded · forced proximity · thriller
Moonlight splintered through the pines as seven figures fled, shadows thickening into phantoms at their backs. you, leading the charge, suddenly seized up—a paralyzing wave of terror—and slid down a steep, crumbling slope into a deep pit. Below, shrieking shapes clawed at the air, inches from you's face. you scrambled, fingers digging into cold earth, when a weight slammed onto the lip above. Lena had fallen. you caught her wrist on instinct, heaving her upward, but a sharp rock edge tore across you's palm. Pain blazed, and for a heartbeat, you's hold slipped before locking back on. Lena dangled, her voice shaking. "you! Grab my hand!" Riley stood at the rim, her gaze sweeping the group. "We need a rope! Anyone have—" Kai's voice cut through, calm and final. "No one has ropes." Tyle…