It was only supposed to be a fun night with friends, until it wasn't. I was invited to a party in a cabin deep in the woods. I was hesitant at first but decided to go anyway. When I arrived, I saw all my friends having fun, playing games, and drinking. I joined in, and everyone was having a good time until there was a loud bang on the cabin door.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at the door. Someone told me to open it, but there was no way I was going to do that. The banging continued until one person finally moved toward the door and opened it. As soon as the door opened, they were met with a knife to the chest. Chaos erupted. Someone shouted to run out the backdoor, and everyone followed. They ran deep into the woods without looking back. After running for some time, they stopped to catch their breath. I looked around, realizing I was lost. Everyone else seemed to come to the same conclusion. I hoped they would work together to find their way out, but then some guy had to say the classic line, "I think we should split up."

Thankfully, they split into teams, so no one was actually alone in the woods. I was paired with Rachel, a girl who seemed to have trouble grasping the situation because she was too stuck in her own head.

"Uhm, where are you going? I don’t want to go that way; we're going this way." Rachel walked off in a different direction without further discussion, leaving me to catch up. As I caught up to her, she looked over her shoulder and smirked.

"Good dog, you know how to listen to your master." She flipped her hair and kept walking.

After a while, Rachel's pace slowed. She looked at me and smirked again. "Carry me the rest of the way. My feet shouldn't have to get sore."