Amanda:
I’m just trying to figure out how to function in this chaos… I’m sorry, I may need a minute. Oh my god. How could this happen?

Voice over intercom:
That’s what we’re here to figure out. We need you to tell us what happened. Do you think you can do that?

Amanda:
Yeah… Uhm, yeah I can do that. Just please promise me that you’ll figure this out. That you’ll put a stop to whatever is going on out there.

Voice over intercom:
What’s going on out there? Can you tell us about what happened?

Amanda:
It had started when my friends and I wanted to go on a camping road trip around the country. With this whole pandemic we hadn’t really spent time together, y’know? We, uhhh… We really made it far. We started in Maine, and made it all the way to Wyoming. We all threw darts at the states we would camp at, and one of them was Wyoming. We were having so much on our little trip. Tommy had uhh-

Voice over intercom:
We need you to get to the point. We know that this was traumatic, and if you need someone to talk to after this we can provide it. However, we need to know what happened there.

Amanda:
Right, sorry, just… a lot to process. We had uh, we just had entered Wyoming, and were sick and tired of camping in national parks or other areas like that, so we wanted to find a place that we could make our own for a couple of days. We found this “famous place” online and we wanted to check it out, you know? Fun little adventure with the group. We read that people went missing there, that there was this uhm.. superstition around the area by the natives? God, why didn’t we trust them… But we, uhm, when we went there and set up camp, there were these damn things out there.

Voice over intercom:
What things? What was out there?

Amanda:
I don’t even know how to describe them…There was this group of… “people” that we ran into. We were just camping, but they didn’t care, why would they? I was facing them one second, and then the next I was looking at the floor. There was this stinging pain right above my brow, and blood was trickling down my face, and I just didn’t know what to do. All of a sudden I was on the floor surrounded by looming figures. They were wearing all black, each with their own animal masks. It was so damn dark out I couldn’t really see them…They just started hitting me over and over and over again. The rusted pipe they were beating me with dripped with blood. I lifted my head to face them, still disoriented. The four figures tilted their heads as if they were studying me, each movement becoming more animalistic. Seemingly… playing with me? I don’t know…Sorry I know, get to the point. One of the figures lifted up the rusty pipe to his face, tilting his head back, letting the blood drip onto his mask. He just dropped to the floor… and layed there, the others staring down at him. Now I know this is going to sound crazy, but he started convulsing on the ground and he, his mask… you have to trust me on this, but he started shifting into this thing? I don’t even know what it was. The others started fighting over the pipe, so I took my chance and ran.

Voice over intercom:
What happened after that? What happened to everyone you were with? Can you tell us about what happened to them?

Amanda:
Oh god, there’s just… Just so much that happened out there.

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