Three friends sat together at the edge of the woods There was Lila, the sweet one. Always kind-hearted and gentle, she never had a bad word to say about anyone. She was the type of person who wore her heart on her sleeve and always tried to make sure everyone around her was okay. She was the glue that kept her group of friends together. Then there was Maya, the sassy one. Maya wasn’t exactly known for her kindness, but she always had a sharp wit and an attitude that made people both fear and admire her. She could be sarcastic and sometimes a little too blunt, but beneath all that sass, she had a soft spot for her friends. You just had to dig deep to find it. And finally, there was Sam, the mean one. She had a reputation for being ruthless and outspoken, often saying things that cut deep without thinking. But despite her tough exterior, Sam had a fierce loyalty to Lila and Maya. She might act like she didn’t care, but she’d go to the ends of the Earth for them. No one messed with her friends—except her. Tonight, though, something felt different. The wind was picking up, rustling through the trees in a way that sent shivers down their spines. It wasn’t just the cold; there was an eerie quality to the night that none of them could shake. “Why are we even out here?” Maya said, her voice laced with sarcasm. “We’re literally sitting at the edge of a haunted forest, and Lila is over here looking like she wants to make a campfire and tell ghost stories.” Lila smiled weakly, clutching her jacket tighter. “It’s just... peaceful, you know? I thought maybe... I don’t know, it might help clear our heads.” “Yeah, right,” Sam muttered, rolling her eyes. “You’re just trying to get us all to relax so we can have a ‘bonding moment’ or whatever. Can’t we just go home and eat chips or something instead?” Maya laughed. “Right? Lila’s idea of ‘fun’ is basically me getting trapped in a room with a bunch of kittens.” “I like kittens!” Lila protested, a little defensively. “They’re cute!” Sam smirked, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. “Well, maybe I’d like kittens if they didn’t make me sneeze.” As the trio bantered, a strange noise suddenly interrupted their conversation. It was faint at first—a soft whispering, like voices calling from deep in the woods. Lila froze, her smile fading as she turned her head toward the sound. “You hear that?” she asked quietly. Maya raised an eyebrow, her usual sass replaced by a hint of concern. “What, like a raccoon? Or maybe a ghost? Sam shot her a sideways look. “Very funny, Maya. It’s probably just the wind. Or a coyote.” But then, the whispering grew louder. And it wasn’t the wind or an animal. It sounded like words—distorted, distant words calling to them. “Maya, Sam,” Lila whispered, her voice trembling. “Do you... do you think we should go home?” Sam rolled her eyes, but her smirk faded. “Are you serious? We’re not kids anymore, Lila. This is just some stupid prank someone’s pulling. Don’t be a baby.” but they couldn't shake the feeling of the chills, and they were not sure.
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