Prologue:

"-Screams of agony echoed around the walls, followed by the sound of footsteps slowly making their way towards a little girl in a blue gown. She looked up at the man slowly creeping towards her with fear in her eyes. She let out another scream of terror and agony as the man got closer. In his hands she recognized a piece of broken, sharp to the tip, glass. It was bloodied and dripping down his hands and onto the floor making a soft sound as it hit. 'No! Please! It can't end this way, why are you doing this...?' Her eyes were wide with terror and she had a feeling deep in the pit of her stomach that she wasn't going to see her mother or father again. This man was going to do something terrifying and she knew it.

The man knelt at the young girls side and grinned ear to ear. He rose his hand and maneuvered the glass towards the girl. Before she knew it, he plunged the glass piece into the girl's eye and started shifting his hand slowly. She fell in and out of consciousness while the man slowly turned her eye into nothing but a soup-like substance. Blood dropped from her eye socket and down his arms. She opened her other eye, screaming in such horror and pain.

He stood up and smiled, leaving the girl to bleed slowly. She tried to moved but her body was paralyzed from fear and previous events that had happened before. He chuckled and watched her slowly and painfully die. Her blooded pooled onto her dress and the surrounding wood floor. She kept wanting and praying that it would end but the pain brought her back. Finally, she died and lay slumped over against the bloodied wall.

The man drug her body onto to a stool and strung a rope from the ceiling. Slowly but carefully, he tied the rope around her neck and hung her there. Legends say, he takes all his victims to FrostLake Forests and kills them slowly..." A young high schooler grinned, looking around at the terrified faces of her friends. She turned her head to the campfire and chuckled deeply.

"Fake, come on Sonny! You can't scare us!" Said a guy who sat a few feet away from her. Sonny raised an eye brow and watched him closely, knowing that one of her friends was creeping up on him. The girl behind the guy tapped his shoulder and he screamed like a little girl. Sonny and the other laughed. He stood there with his arms crossed," Not funny." Sonny smirked and chuckled," Oh Dylan, always so spooked. It's just a story, no need to get so worked up. It's just like the boogieMan or Santa." Dylan let out a huff and sat back down, eying Sonny carefully.

"Anyway, it's getting late. We should all go in." The group of 7 headed to a log cabin not far from the now extinguished campfire and settled in for bed.