"Rocky Mountain Outlook, 26th of November 2017. Highlights: an unidentifiable figure was spotted near the Washington cabin on Blackwood Mountain. Witnesses have reported it to be a wild animal, while others insist that it was a human. The creature s...
What happened that night was unavoidable. Everything that happened had to happen. There was no way to stop what was coming. Or was there?
After all, that chain of terror was triggered by one beat of a butterfly's wings. But what was the butterfly effect that started it all?
Was it the reunion at the Washington Lodge? Was it the death of the Washington sisters? The prank?
Or did it start many years ago in 1952 in the Blackwood Sanatorium?
Nobody knows for sure. Every day, we are confronted with decisions that represent the veins of a butterfly wing.
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All these decisions form our unique path throughout this chaos we call life.
Our survivors are still questioning to this day how the night would have ended if they decided to follow another path.
Those "What If" thoughts.
"Goodbye Blackwood, hello College" Chris mumbled under his breath as he stepped outside of the motel room, taking in the astonishing view of the giant mountain from afar. The morning mist was swallowing the greyish landscape.
Right in front of the long veranda, the parking lot with only 3 old cars parked.
Chris took a sip off his coffee mug and closed his eyes to flavor the caffeine with all of his senses.
"College? Yeah, right."
Sam walked out of her motel room that was just next to Chris'.
"I don't think I can just...return" She leaned on the door frame and looked up to the mountain in the distance.
She had no make-up on, and some small scratches on her face were visible. Her hair was messy, but Sam didn't bother.
They spent the day after dawn at an eerie hospital called Ocean View hospital, located about 20 miles from Blackwood Pines. It felt almost surreal being back to the ordinary world after what they all saw.
The night was spent in the Blackwood Sight Motel, each member occupying a room for themselves. Fortunately, they all received fresh clothes to wear. Jessica wasn't very excited about them because she didn't feel like herself in this basic apparel. But she was glad to get her blood-smudged clothing off her body.
"Yeah..." Chris tried to be optimistic, but he didn't sound like the joke master that he usually is. "Going back to College doesn't feel right."
In the room on his left, Ashley just woke up from a deep night's sleep. She didn't think she would sleep the night through, but her exhaustion helped her release all the tension and unwanted thoughts.
"Hey..." She murmured tiredly while rubbing her teary eyes.
