Camp fire monster

woods. Sarah clutched onto her father's hand tightly, her eyes wide with apprehension. He

Sarah's voice quiv

sk the uncertainty in his tone. "No, sweetheart, we're not lost. We j

ced at his wife, Emily, who wore a brave façade despite her own fears. She flashed him a

ging low-hanging branches, James finally spotted a faint glimmer

clearing with a crackling campfire at its center. A group of

ers said, extending a hand to help them s

ing a comforting glow over their weary faces. Despite the uncertainty of their surroundings, they found