Rebecca was sitting in the back of the van, surrounded by windows and seats. She was an average height girl, darker skin, black shoulder-length hair, and gentle hazel eyes. She was wearing black sweatpants, a hot pink tank top, and some brown sandals and white socks. She was not known for her fashion sense.

With Rebecca sitting in the back sleeping peacefully, her two BFFs, Joan and Mark were up front.

In the driver's seat, Joan was following the road. She was a little bit taller than Rebecca, and had tanned skin, with a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt, some blue jeans, and some brown combat boots, it was obvious she had better fashion sense. Right down to the black rimmed sunglasses on her head, stuck in her chin length blond hair, with streaks of bright blue in it. Her eyes were blue, and weren't too noticeable.

In the front passenger seat, Mark was sitting. He was about a foot taller than Joan, and he was a shy and quiet type of person. He wore a gray-green hoodie, some blue jeans, and some black sneakers. He also had darker skin. He was Rebecca's older brother after all. And her BFF. He hasn't curly black hair as well, and shiny brown eyes.

They were heading to the Black Woods Campsite, where mysterious things had been happening, but it was their tradition to go there every year. Nothing was going to stop the trio from going.

Little did they know, a strange figure was watching the van as it pulled into the woods, red eyes glaring in the shadows.