"Wh-what are you doing?" I ask, as an eerie smile crept up his face. He leaned back, against the old, dusty wall in the forest cabin. "Close your eyes." He said, quickly, but softly. I force a chuckle. "Okay?" I close my eyes slowly, awaiting something. I hear a strange noise. "M-Mark? What's happening? Can I open my eyes?" I peeked one eye open, to see Mark, but not actually Mark. His face dripped with blood, the cute smile now a toothy grin, his eyes pitch black yet letting off an ominous ...