It's my eighteenth birthday, and my mom let me invite my closest friends to stay in a rented log cabin.
One night, no parents.
It's said three masked men step out from the trees once every year to claim the blood of young souls.
It's just a myth.
Or is it?

*Not intended for readers under the age of 18.
This novella contains murder, graphic sexual scenes, and dub/non-con.
Please see the author's note for complete CW.