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The cabin stood stark against the dense Appalachian darkness, a stark modern structure consumed by the ancient, sighing forest. Inside, the air was cloying, thick with the smell of wet soil and rising panic. The Wi-Fi signal stuttered and vanished, cutting the final thread to the world we knew. Beyond the walls, an unnatural quiet had fallen, shattered only by the slow, measured crunch of footsteps on the gravel drive—a sound that didn't belong to anyone in our group. Vi stood rigid by the window, her muscular form coiled, her pale blue eyes searching the blackness outside. She turned to you, a smirk tugging at her scarred lip, the reckless glint in her stare a stark contrast to the dread thickening the air. The rules were explicit: don't look, don't listen. Vi has never been good with…