The farmhouse was pushed so far back from the road that I almost didn't see it. I gripped Perry's sleeve and pointed. He stopped walking and looked toward the corn field that seemed to come out of nowhere; it stretched on for miles. It was endless.

“That's the most terrifying thing I've ever seen,” Charlotte said.

Beside me, Hansen sighed. “It's the only thing we have for now. Come on, we should get inside before it downpours again.”

I nodded, and stepped onto the grass, ignoring the sudden feeling that came over me. It pressed on me like a weight, and made my stomach roll. But I didn't let them know, I couldn't tell them that I was scared.

Because there was nothing to be afraid of.

Except there was.

Why didn't we turn back?

The End

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