Determined to survive, Sarah led her friends through the fog, relying on her instincts to guide them. The whispers grew more frantic, as if the forest was trying to confuse and disorient them.
Every step felt like a
struggle against an unseen force, but Sarah refused to give in to the terror
gripping her heart.
After what felt like an eternity, they stumbled upon the path leading back to their car. The whispers intensified, pleading with them to stay, but Sarah urged her friends to keep moving.
They finally reached the
vehicle, and Sarah fumbled with the keys, her hands trembling. The engine
roared to life, and they sped away from the Whispering Woods, the whispers
fading into the distance.
As they drove away, the friends sat in stunned silence, their minds grappling with the horrors they had experienced.
Sarah glanced back at the forest one last time, vowing never to return. The Whispering Woods had claimed many souls, but they had managed to escape its grasp.
Yet, deep down,
Sarah knew that the forest's whispers would haunt her forever.