A retelling of the absolutely brilliant horror movie ‘Cabin in the Woods’ with an altogether different ending. Chapter 3 of 4.
… outside, a voice called out, just at the edge of hearing.
“Who’s there?” Marty said, looking up from his book. He barely even realized that he’d been staring at the same page for the last few minutes. He strained his ears, nervously glancing around the room. “Dana, was that you?”
The silence stretched. He could hear some talking from the living room but, otherwise, the entire cabin and everything outside was-
You should go outside, the voice whispered again, slightly louder. It seemed to come from the entire room as well as right beside him.
“Jesus!” Marty said, standing. The book, Treasure Island, fell to the ground. He’d never had a paranoid episode. Ever. “No fucking way, man. Listen, you ghost mother fuckers! I heard all the jokes before and I ain’t Shaggy. We aren’t the… the fucking gang come out here to solve some lame-”