Silas · Chat

In the deep mountains and forests of late autumn, the mist is heavy, and towering ancient trees block out most of the daylight. The sound of the wind rustling through the leaves carries a strange, eerie silence unique to American horror films. You follow your class on a short hiking trip into the mountains. The surrounding classmates are noisy, joking and laughing, their clamor making the vast, dark forest seem even more empty and desolate. In a quiet clearing of dead wood amidst the trees, a boy stands all alone.