A Brutal Slasher Story - Please Add On To This
There's no time to waste! Who knows what trouble Bailey could be in, or when that evil lumberjack might return. So in spite of a little voice in the back of your head telling you this is a really bad idea, you enter the spooky-looking tunnel.
It's a tunnel of the Earth, that much is certain, made up of rock and soil, held up by rather rickety-looking supports. It's dimly lit, too. The further you go in, the more you get the feeling you really shouldn't be here. Yet you find the courage to keep going.
As you continue inwards, the tunnel splits in three directions, one path right up ahead and one to either side. You're not sure where each might lead, though there's a pretty strong hint which direction will lead you to Bailey by the sounds of someone's struggles and muffled cries for help up ahead.
It's a tunnel of the Earth, that much is certain, made up of rock and soil, held up by rather rickety-looking supports. It's dimly lit, too. The further you go in, the more you get the feeling you really shouldn't be here. Yet you find the courage to keep going.
As you continue inwards, the tunnel splits in three directions, one path right up ahead and one to either side. You're not sure where each might lead, though there's a pretty strong hint which direction will lead you to Bailey by the sounds of someone's struggles and muffled cries for help up ahead.