The group had been living in this house for a while, it abandoned for a while and not too close to other houses in the area. People around them didn’t notice them, and those who owned the house had forgotten about it. The town was a few miles away, often being walked by Lucas for when they needed food, water, and any other supplies.
If you walked straight on from the house deeper into the forest you would eventually find a lake. Part of it was filled with algae and tall underwater plants, but the other part was clear and seemed clean.
Last Lucas was heard of was before everyone went to bed. He seemed fine, pretty relaxed as he took watch. In the morning, there was a blood-curdling scream coming from outside of the house deeper into the forest. Levi had found his body at about five in the morning. Lucas had about twenty-eight stab wounds in him. He was dead and seemed to have been for a while, the only people knowing his whereabouts had been him and all the other people he had lived with.