The night was dark and ominous, in a shadowy forest, a small hidden cabin exuded a bad feeling, a sense of fear and death...
Two sisters were hiding behind a false panel in the wall, the only place that could offer them some safety.
This hideout had been built many years ago, a shelter their mother had prepared, anticipating the inevitable.
The two were huddled together, their backs pressed against the worn and cold wood, trying to control their ragged breathing.
The air inside the small compartment was thick, heavy with fear and sweat.
They tried to keep their panic under control, but both their hearts were beating so fast and so loud that they feared even the crows on the branches outside could hear them.
Both were sixteen years old, their minds struggling to process what was about to happen, but a part of them already knew there was no turning back.
