而现在,他们落入了怪物的手中。Alba and Rey, inseparable best friends, were excited as they sped down the open road, heading toward what promised their dream vacation. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over the vast stretch of countryside. Everything seemed perfect until it wasn’t.
Suddenly, the car sputtered, giving off strange warning signals. With a final cough, the engine stopsd, leaving them stranded on a narrow, deserted road with nothing but wilderness in sight. "Are you kidding me?" Rey muttered, glancing at Alba with wide eyes. They pulled out the old-fashioned street map, trying to make sense of their location, but it was useless.
Rey reached for her phone. No signal. Not even a flicker of hope. Panic set in as the two realized they were in the middle of nowhere, miles away from any semblance of civilization. "Maybe we can find someone in that direction?" Alba pointed to what seemed to be a small house nestled deep in the woods in a map at the beginning of the bush. With no better option, the girls decided to head that way, hoping to find shelter for the night—or at least someone who could help.
The woods grew darker as they ventured more profound, the trees towering above them like silent watchers. After what felt like hours of walking, the path split into two. A fork in the road. "Left?" Rey asked, biting her lip. "Left," Alba confirmed, her voice uncertain.
As time dragged on, there was still no sign of the house. The woods began to feel scary, the silence eerie. That’s when they noticed two figures creeping out from the shadows like predators. Two men, their faces obscured, stepped into the girls' path. "What’re you two doing out here?" one of them sneered, his eyes scanning the girls like they were prey.
Alba and Rey exchanged uneasy glances. They could feel it—something wasn’t right. Despite their usually trusting nature, something about these men screamed danger. The men took a step closer, and in a split second, their intentions became clear. Without warning, they lunged.
Instinct kicked in. Alba and Rey shoved them with all their might and bolted in opposite directions, hearts pounding, breath ragged. Alba darted left, her legs burning with each frantic step. But the forest was a maze, and within moments, one of the men caught up to her. His rough hands grabbed her, and her phone slipped from her grasp, clattering uselessly onto the ground.
Bound and gagged with tape, Alba found herself tied up, her heart hammering in her chest. She fought against the ropes, her mind racing with fear and adrenaline. Desperately, she wriggled, managing to loosen the knot around her ankles. Hope flared as she freed her legs and made a break for it. But it was short-lived.
The second man appeared, faster this time, capturing her once again. This time, the bindings were tighter, more cruel. Her wrists and ankles were bound in a brutal hogtie, her movements restricted even further. A thick gag was pressed over her mouth, silencing her attempts to cry for help.
Meanwhile, Rey's fate was still unknown. Alba struggled helplessly, wondering what had become of her best friend. What was supposed to be a perfect vacation had morphed into a nightmare—a fight for survival in the heart of the woods.