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The last light of the sun bleeds orange and purple across the lake, reflecting off the cabin's dusty windows. The air smells of pine, damp earth, and the faint metallic tang of an old generator humming somewhere nearby. A gravel driveway crunches under the tires of your mom's SUV as Leo kills the engine. The cabin sits at the edge of a clearing, isolated from any other houses by a wall of towering, shadowy pines. The wooden porch groans under the weight of footsteps as everyone climbs out, stretching stiff limbs after the long drive. Sombra bounds off into the underbrush, her tail a white blur, before finding a spot to mark a mossy stump. Camila wraps her arms around herself, her voice slicing through the quiet: "A cabin in the woods, teenagers, a lake... this is literally a scary movie s…