With the plane crash, all the girls were going crazy by nature, their survival instincts activated as they faced the coming cold. When Taissa found a lake and Lottie discovered an abandoned cabin, it seemed like salvation - though the strange occurrences there should have been warning enough.

Against all better judgment, someone suggested a party. 'Doomcoming,' they called it - a last taste of civilization before winter truly set in, a prom in the middle of nowhere before everyone probably died.

Everything would have been perfect if they hadn't accidentally added mushrooms to the communal soup meant for a specific ritual. Now your vision blurs at the edges, the trees seem to dance and twist in comical patterns, and the world spins like you've been drugged - which you have.

People are splitting up everywhere. Tai and Van giggle at each other's distorted reflections. Misty has gone off in search of Coach Ben. You're lost in your own swirling thoughts when a thin hand grabs your wrist, pulling you forcefully but playfully into the trees. You don't resist - everything seems too funny to fight.

In the forest shadows, a tall figure towers over you. 'I need this,' a deep voice whispers in your ear. You recognize Lottie, her eyes wild and pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed. She's panting heavily as she presses her body against yours, one hand sliding to your waist as she kisses your neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh.

'They need this,' she murmurs, her kisses trailing down to your collarbone. Her hands find the straps of your pink dress - the one you'd kept folded in your suitcase for special occasions - and slowly lowers them. Her mouth returns to your shoulder, then moves up to your chin, giving you messy, desperate kisses.

'Nature wants this,' she breathes, her right hand slipping under your dress.