"Mom?? Is that really you?!" She was almost unrecognizable. She had tribal paint on her face and body, and her hair was tangled in twigs and leaves but it couldn't be anyone else.

"(Y/n)?!" She asked. I went to walk over to her when Link yanked me back towards him.

"That's not your mom. Get back in the tent."

"What are you talking about? Of course that's my mom!" I turned around and she was gone. "Where is she?"

"Baby get inside the tent, and don't come out until I get you or if I say our code." I looked at him and slid inside the tent. A while ago Link and I came up with a code for situations like these, so we'd know if it was safe to go out.

I sat in the tent and listened to Link battling outside the tent. I don't know what those things were but it looked so much like my mother. God how I miss her.

"(Y/n)...... (Y/n).. darling come out.. Link just wants to keep you from me...." my mother's voice echoed all around me.

"Link?! Link!! Answer me!!" I couldn't hear anything else. There was no more fighting outside the tent.

"He's gone... you're all alone know...." her voice whispered. No. No! He's not. This things just trying to get in my head. I hid my head in my knees and covered my ears.

Link is fine (Y/n), don't listen to the voices. I told myself.

"He's dead...." her voice echoed. "You can't stay in there forever... once you do. I'll be waiting my-" the voice stopped there. It didn't say anything else. That's when I heard the zipper start unzipping. I scooted to the back of the tent, my blood was pumping. Was it Link? Or was it whatever was out there? I grabbed my small dagger and prepared to fight for my life. The tent flap opened and a hand reached in. God I hope this isn't Link.

Instinctively I stabbed the hand with my dagger and hid in the corner of the tent.

"AHH FUCK!!" It was Link. I was overwhelmed with guilt. I scrambled out of the tent and knelt down with Link. "WHY'D YOU STAB ME?!" He yelled.

"Oh god. I'm so sorry!" I frantically said.

"I TOLD YOU IT WAS ME!"

"I didn't- there was this voice an-"

"Voice?? What voice?" Link cut me off.

"It sounded like my mom. It kept trying to lure me out... and I didn't hear you doing anything so I thought something happened..." I looked up at him. He didn't say anything. "I'll get some bandages." I crawled back into the tent and grabbed my bag. I felt so awful, I should've known it was him.

I quickly cleaned his stab and wrapped in it bandages. The good thing is the knife didn't go through his hand. I finished and let go of his hand. "I'm sorry." I repeated. He sighed and hugged me with his un-wounded hand.

"It's fine.. I know you were scared." He kissed my forehead.

"What were those things anyways?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I haven't seen them ever. But I guess they play as your biggest loss and try to lure you into you're doom!" Link creepily said and tickled me. I laughed and pushed him off.

"Stop!" I laughed. "Let's pack up and try to find the cabin." I looked around and all the dead creatures. They looked so demonic. Their eyes were sunken and almost all had black hair and dirty yellow nails. Their clothes were tribal and their teeth were sharp. "This place is creepy."

"Alright... help me pack everything back up." He got up. We both packed up the tent and grabbed our lanterns before wandering through the woods in search for our cabin.

For hours we chatted as the leaves on the ground crunched under our feet with every footstep. Before we knew it the sun had risen. All night we searched for the cabin and eventually we found it. Once we got inside we took a shower and ate breakfast before going back to bed. And this time we won't be interrupted by weird, demonic forest demons.

Sorry for not uploading in forever and also sorry for the short chapter. Like I said I've been feeling soooooo uninspired (I've also been playin a lot of sims which keeps me busy) and overall I just feel like my stories are garbage. Anywho! Hope y'all are having a great day/ night and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Question: what's a weird thing you do? For me, I'm a super paranoid person so I keep a knife hidden in ever room of my house just in case.