“Great, now we are lost” Jackson says in an annoyed voice. “We’re not lost, we are almost at the witch’s house, plus we have a map”, Amelia replies. The two continue walking through the darkened woods, branches creaking with every step taken. After many hours passed and no house in sight, they decided to put up the tent and rest. “This is unbelievable. I came out here with you to film your stupid documentary and we haven’t found anythi-“, He was interrupted by the wailing of something un-human. The two stepped out of the tent to investigate when they noticed that the tent was set up right in front of the witches’ house. “How did we get here? We didn’t send the tent up here!” Amelia screams. They panic and hide back in the tent as the wailing gets closer. Panicking, the two hold the zipper shut as hard as they can. When the wailing suddenly stops, an 8 foot-tall entity breaks through the tent with the most negative intentions. Screams were made but never heard.