A little yellow house sits backed up to a dark forest. Elizabeth and her husband Cameron have come to tour the brand new listing with their realtor, but there is something chillingly "off" about the house and the woods looming behind it. From the moment they arrive on the property, Elizabeth can feel that, while the house is quaint and bright, something sinister is hidden beneath the fresh paint. A foul stench, not unlike decaying bodies, is radiating out from the woods, and with it comes the terror of what lurks in the shadows.

“More tea for ya, kiddo?”

The gentle innkeeper, known to her guests as simply “Ma,” held up a ceramic tea kettle with a wrinkly smile. The guest, a reserved man in his mid-thirties, hated her use of the word, “kiddo.” In fact, the false familiarity disgusted him and he worked to suppress a wave of nausea. He had hoped he could ignore the old woman, but there were no other guests downstairs for her to bother with.

No, not a whisper. Not a human sound at all, but the sound of branches, all coming together in a cacophony of sharp, cutting clicks. Now Cynthia knew she was going mad. She was hallucinating. How could the forest talk?

CONTENT WARNING: Suicidal thoughts

I have forgotten what it’s like to be happy, to have sunshine in my life. Maybe I’ll see some sunshine today.

When the time comes to run, is it the wild animals or us who are the beasts?

He took in his appearance in the airport men’s room mirror. The fluorescent lights did him no favors. He looked at least 10 years older than a week ago, though he supposed that was a good thing. The disguise was one that she wouldn’t expect. Maybe this time he could escape without incident. He just wanted to live the rest of his life out in peace. Hadn’t he earned it during his many years of service taking her orders…? Taking the lives of others?

The song was like honey to William’s ears. He stood on the bow of his ship, swaying gently with the waves. A pearlescent skinned woman smirked at him from the inky black waves below.

(We open with a man and woman riding on an elevator down from the 42nd floor. It’s dark and storming outside the safety of their company. The elevator suddenly comes to a screeching halt as lightning flashes outside the building. Our characters are left alone in the dark.)