<span style="color: #FF4000">The night air is warm, almost like the heated breath of a lovers as it blew gently across the back of your neck. The sensation is one that both excites and causes bit of fear, more of a sense of apprehension. It is familiar, like a flitting memory forever etched on the tip of your tongue. Soft whispers, nonsense mostly but occasionally words are heard, though the origins of the language allude your understanding. One word, one word begins to repeat, getting louder with each passing moment....<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Vanhishikha....Vanhishikha â€¦.Vanhishikha â€¦..Vanhishikha!</span><br/><br/><br/>The once dead fire pit, erupts into flames, casting its unnatural heat about you and the area. Which outside the light of fire is now complete and total darkness.<br/><br/>It is almost as if you are now cut off from the world around you....<br/><br/>The fire crackled and popped about the group, the surrounding darkness growing and thickening almost like it were alive. Some tangible beast that was waitingâ€¦waiting for the moment when it can strike. To claim the innocence that had the audacity to think that the fire could protect them from it! The anger and hate of the surrounding woods built and built till suddenly.....<br/>â€¦.<br/>â€¦.<br/>It inhaled.<br/><br/>The fire is suddenly snuffed out and the group is plunged into darkness, total and complete darkness. The kind of darkness that causes children to sleep with a night light. The kind of darkness that authors and movie directors try to recreate but something is just not right, you don't believe in that darkness, its not right, there is something missing to make it real, to make it pure, to make it DARKNESS. Then it hits them...<br/><br/>...something very large and very close is breathing in the darkness with them and that built in natural survival defense mechanism that our ancestors developed back with we were nothing but hairy apes kicks in. The hair on the back of their necks stands up and every fiber in their being is <span style="font-style: italic">SCREAMING RUN! RUN</span>!<br/><br/>RUN!!!<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Where though? Its dark! Even the light of the moon and stars seems to have been swallowed up within this eternal darkness. Where? Run! Where? Run!Where?! Run! WHERE?</span></span>!!<br/><br/>â€œThis way!â€ a voice, a light cutting through the darkness can be seen shinning through from the tree line. The light was low to the ground and bobbed and moved like it was a light source that was being carried. â€œHURRY!â€ the voice from the light calls out, the fear more then evident in its voice as the light starts to move off. <br/><br/>Whatever is in the darkness has decided it has toyed enough, the fear that was pouring from the group would make the meal perfect. <br/> <br/>A violent roar comes from the darkness as what ever it is now is moving to strike before they have a chance to run.</span>