“American Werewolf in London,” said Graeme.

“Oh, shut up,” replied Adam.

“They did say don’t leave the path,” snorted Graeme.

“Look,” said Adam, “we both saw the lights, there’s something up here.”

They walked through the forest until they came to a clearing. Thirteen lights rose from the outside of the clearing, before leading Graeme and Adam to darkness.

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