When you watch horror movies, you always wonder why the characters are so dumb. Some people vocalize this; they shout, "Don't open that door!" But that won't help, because in a movie, no one can hear you. It's okay, though, because movies are movies.
Fortunately, your life isn't a movie. You live in a town where everything is peaceful and normal, and the forest that's nearby has absolutely no monsters, ghosts, or weird legends. Your town has never witnessed any violence. It's a perfectly normal, happy, and peaceful place. People move there because they've heard about how nice it is. It's small, but not too small. By the shore. The kind of place everyone might want to live.
This morning, when we woke up, we heard the screams coming from the Miles household, followed by the sirens. If you're on the other side of town, you might have rolled over and gone back to sleep. But the Miles' neighbors were the first to know the truth. They were the first to see Rebecca Miles carried out in a body bag. The police tried to stop us from seeing, but someone saw the blood painted on the grass in the back yard. Someone saw the warning painted on the house in Rebecca's blood.
"This is only the beginning."
That dress is flawless, just sayin'