Gwendolyn woke up in a shock. She had just gone through a weird, near feverish dream. The sheets clung to her bare skin. “How awful…” She thought back to the dark figure she had seen in her dreams. And the crimson red of the blood. All that blood… Gwen let her legs slide out of the bed and wrapped one of the sheets around her body, and then reach for the small lamp standing next to her bed. The artificial light painted dark and weird shadows on the wooden walls of her small room. “Crap…” The figure in her dream had felt genuinely dangerous, not just some figment of her imagination. Her heart was still racing in her chest.<br/><br/>Gwen quickly slipped into a pair of pink boyshorts and a white top and left her tiny room. The living area of the cabin was empty. She checked her watch and noticed to her shock that she had slept through most of the day and part of the night. She really had been exhausted when she arrived her. “Hello? Hello, anyone out there?” The echo of her own voice inside the cabin was enough to scare her. No one responded to her calls. In fact, she was pretty sure that the place was deserted. Where could they all be at this time of the night?<br/>