Willowcreek was the kind of town people dreamed of. Quiet streets, dense forests, and a town so small that everyone knew everyone by name. There was only one school, a modest red-brick building where all the children of the town laughed, learned, and grew up together. Crime was unheard of. Fights were almost non-existent. Life in Willowcreek was simple, safe, and happy—too perfect, maybe, if anyone ever thought about it.
Eight friends had grown up together here, inseparable since birth—Ethan, Liam, Caleb, Noah, Emma, Sophia, Chloe, and Ava. They explored the woods bordering the town, rode bikes down empty streets, and shared every secret beneath the old oak tree near their school.
One rainy evening, Liam, the tech-savvy one of the group, was sitting alone in his room, idly scrolling through forums about the town's history. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, but something caught his eye—a link buried deep in an old, forgotten forum.
"Willowcreek's Past – What Nobody Tells You"
Curiosity pricked at him. He clicked.
The page was unusual. No views. No comments. No author. Just black text on a white background. And as he read, a chill ran up his spine:
Willowcreek was not like it is today. The streets were not safe. The woods were not innocent. Children disappeared without a trace. People vanished, and the authorities never found them. The town lived in fear, but the fear was not natural… it was something else. Something watching. Something that made people do things they could never explain. Willowcreek was not a home. It was a trap.
The words seemed to burn into his eyes. Liam's fingers trembled, but the page didn't end. There were hints, old names, dates, and photographs… yet the deeper secrets were hidden somewhere else. Whoever had written it… had not finished.
He leaned back, staring at the screen. The room felt colder. The rain tapping against his window sounded sharper somehow, like a warning. Willowcreek—his perfect, safe Willowcreek—was hiding something terrible.
And this was just the beginning.
Beneath the surface, the town held shadows no one dared speak of.