Curiosity, more than anything, had pulled Sasha to the boats at the lake. The ride hadn’t been entirely disappointing, but for someone enthralled with the terror genre, she couldn’t help but be critical of the stories. As the boast docked on the opposite side though and she disembarked, she had hopes for the creepiness of the cabin. If nothing else, it was a new abandoned place in Khatanga to explore.
Eyes cast down and not expecting the person in front of her to stop so abruptly she walked straight into their back. “Oh! My bad,” she replied, looking up at the other person.
















