It was a dark and stormy night, and a boy was standing at the entrance of a park in the middle of the forest. He was not very tall or wide, just a small figure in the shadows. He had a camera and some notes in his hands, which he had gathered from social media about this place. They said it was the gateway to hell, but he didn't believe it. He wanted to see for himself.
Boy: (Let's just walk in and see what's there. It can't be that bad, right?) He thought as he stepped into the park.
The park was surrounded by a massive wall, with many cracks and holes in it. The wall looked like it had been there for centuries, and no one had bothered to repair it. The forest outside was dense and dark, and the wind howled through the branches.
The boy walked towards one of the cracks in the wall, and squeezed himself through it. As he did, he felt something grab his shoulder and push him against the wall.
Bang
Boy: Ow! What the hell was that? Something touched me! I must be imagining things. (This is a bad idea. I should get out of here.) He said to himself, rubbing his shoulder.
He continued to walk towards the center of the park, where he saw many writings on the walls. They were written in red, and looked like blood. They said things like:
Get out, Devil's place, Help, Save me, Last chance
Boy: Geez, someone really went all out with the decorations. They even used red paint blood to write these messages. How creepy.
He ignored the writings and looked around for something interesting. He saw a well in the middle of the park. It looked old and rusty, and had a rope hanging from it.
Boy: Ugh, is that all there is? A well? How disappointing. Well, at least I can take a picture of it and then leave.
He walked closer to the well, holding his camera. As he did, he heard screams and cries coming from inside the well. They were distorted and muffled, but he could make out some words.
A hallowing screamed on the other side
...
Boy: What the frick! What is that? (I swear I will never do this again!) He said, trembling and wiping his sweat.
He was terrified, but he couldn't resist his curiosity. He wanted to see what was inside the well. He reached the edge of the well and pointed his camera down.
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