I will never forget that day and the horrific things that happened.

I can remember it so well.

It all started one day my sophomore year of high school.

I was sitting in the back of the classroom with Greg and Lizzie.

The three of us were really close, since we practically grew up together as neighbors.

Lizzie was so pretty.

God, I still remember her face.

She grew up so quick and people probably wondered what she was doing hanging out with two losers like us.

But she never lost sight of what mattered.

God, I miss her.

So anyway, there we were, minding our own.

When Hunter came marching over, Hunter was Lizzie's new boyfriend.

Lizzie would tell me how creepy Hunter was and that she was going to break things off.

Anyways, Hunter started talking about this abandoned soundstage on the edge of town.

He said he hangs out there all the time.

He told us after school, we should all go chill there.

Lizzie pulled Greg and I aside and insisted that we come along too.

She told us she didn't trust Hunter and wasn't sure if he was telling the truth about this place.

We agreed to go along with them. The school day ended and the students filed out of the building.

Hunter gathered us around and said the soundstage was just a mile through the woods by the school.

The whole situation didn't feel right to me, but I decided to see it through.

If anything, I had my friend Greg as back up in case something happened.

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