Black Hills, Burkettsville, Maryland

"Day one, 11:23 on October 19, 2011. Ok, so we are now on our way to the Black Hills," said Graham, putting the camera to his face so it shows him talking. "As you can see, it is night time, so we don't get caught as I saw a hole in the wrought iron fence surrounding these heavenly woods. You all don't get to see that part though, because...it's evidence if we get caught." He shut off the camera and set it down next to him in the back seat as he waited for them to arrive at the surrounding area of the woods.

Graham was so anxious to start this trip he was getting goosebumps. He had grown up hearing the stories of the Blair Witch, and had always dreamed of going into the woods himself just like Heather and her friends. He could see that they were close, and pulled out the special saw he had recently bought to cut the hole in the tall barbed wired fence. This would take a while since they had to shove all of their equipment through as well.

When they finally made it to the parking lot nearby, he jumped out of the car and ran to the back to open up the trunk. He yanked out the saw and darted down the hill to the fence where the creek was nearby. He began to saw as the rest of the group got some of the stuff out of the trunk. He had forgotten about that. Midway through, Graham decided to go back to the car and help get the things out of the trunk. "Who has the camera?" he asked, looking around to see who was filming first. They had agreed to film everything no matter what so that they got everything on tape.

Graham pretty much wanted to recreate the same thing that happened to Heather and the guys. It was a bit demented, but Graham was always into creepy stuff like that.

Andi sat in the front seat of the truck a little apprehensive to actually get out of the vehicle, silently cursing herself for agreeing to go on Grahams little expedition. She wasn't exactly sure she believed in the whole Blair Witch thing but nether the less something happened to those film makers seventeen years ago and being here sat at the entrance to the infamous Black Hill Woods in Burkittsville sent a small shiver down her spine.

Finally Andi stepped out of the car to help the others unload the car "So it it just me or does anyone else think this is a little crazy?" she asked looking out to woods before reaching for a camera bag, seeing Graham emerged from the woods she couldn't help but let out a little laugh "A little excited are we Graham?" she smirked.

A cold chill blew over them and jogging towards the front seat and grabbed her jacket pulling it over her bare arms, turning back to her friends she put a rucksack on her back and smiled "okay so what's first?" she asked, trying her best not to show her slight fear.

This whole thing was complete and utter bull shit in Cameron's opinion. Even though she was good friends with Graham and the others, she couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed that everyone so merrily put in to going out into the Black Hills. Not to mention Graham being so damn excited about finding out the truth about Heather and Micheal and everyone.

"A little crazy Andi? I would have used a more appropriate adjective like bat-shit crazy but I guess that works. " Cam would reply, already pulling a couple bags out from the car and sighing. She briefly caught Graham's eye before quickly turning away to slip her red back pack onto her slim and pale shoulders. She was wearing a white wife beater, black shorts and black hiking boots that reached more then an inch over her ankle. As she watched Andi slip on her jacket she momentarily froze, realizing the one thing she had forgotten at home.

"Ugh. Course I forgot a damn jacket. Wonderful." She couldn't help but curse her stupidity for a second before realizing it was very likely she had a long sleeved shirt or something in her backpack, though too lazy to check at the time. All her friends seemed pretty fine with the whole trip. She wasn't scared necessarily, more uneasy then anything.

She turned to glance back at Andi and then raised an eyebrow at Graham. " Good point, what is next?"

Roman's eyes looked around the way to Black Hills.
He felt uneasy, but excited at the same time. It was insane that they were doing this, but maybe they all were a bit insane.

Roman grabbed the camera and looked into it, pressing the button that turned it on.

"Hello there, my name is Roman Lee, it is 11:30 am, October 19 2011. We are still on our way to the Black Hills."
He paused for a moment. "I'll be the Supernatural consultant on this trip, cause I'm pretty much an expert on those things." He smiled and added, "Not to brag or anything."
"Well I guess I'll hand you off to someone else, cause I have nothing to say." He turned off he camera and said, "Who wants it!"

Graham pulled his camping back pack over his shoulders and grabbed a good hold of it and got balanced. It was fairly heavy since he was holding his clothes, food and the tent for him and Roman in there. He also had a few other things, but altogether it weighed about fifty pounds. He steadily moved back down the crunching leaves covered hill down to the fence to begin his work once again. He quickly sawed through the wrought iron fence until he had enough cut to open it up with the help of Roman. They pulled back a large space so they could shove their things through and then continue.

He pulled out a flashlight and shined it through the fence so everyone could see where they were going. He handed it to another person and pulled off his heavy bag. Graham then shoved it through, barely being able to make it fit. He then slid through and began to take the rest of the items and put them to the side. He looked up to the parking lot, his heart beating a bit faster, hoping nobody would catch them before they made their way into the woods. "Be quiet guys," he whispered to them. "We can't get caught before we even make it in."

Graham grabbed the camera and turned it on, and then putting on the night vision. He looked through the lense, trying to make sense of where they could go from here. They weren't going to travel far tonight. Just enough in the forest so nobody could see them from the outside. Basically, it was all trees with no real path he could figure out. They'd just have to pick a direction and go with it, like Graham had thought. He turned around and waited for the rest of the group to make it through.

Keni grummbled softly as she slid from the car, her boots crunching the fallen leaves softly. Taking a deep breath she looked up at the iron gate, the light breeze tussling her blonde hair.
"Here, Cam. I don't need it yet." She said, hearing Cameron as she grumbled. Smiling kindly, the blonde stripped from her hoodie, handing it to the other female. Under the black hoodie, she had been wearing a simple black tee-shirt bearing the famous Rocky Horror Lips. It was chilly sure, but Illinois had worse winters. Looking to Roman she giggled. "I do! I do!" She said, shifting her backpack to her left shoulder she reached for the camera, her eyes sparkling in the October sun.
She took a look towards Graham as he sawed through the fence, watching the tool eat through the iron with ease.

Cam's expression immediately turned from irritation to one of complete and utter joy. " D'awww thanks Keni, bless your common sense in wearing a jacket out here. I think I've dyed my hair so much all of mine leaked out." Cam smirked and leaned forward to take the hoodie, quickly slipping it on and feeling the cold already leave her skinny arms.

"Be quiet guys, we can't get caught before we even make it in." Cam rolled her eyes and watched Graham attack the iron fence, the sound of the tool hitting and clawing away at the iron wasn't exactly a quiet noise either. " Of course. Because were being the loud ones..." Cam mumbled before moving past Graham and through the fence, squeezing herself and her backpack in. While she waited for the others, she couldn't help but admire the complete creepy vibes the forest gave out. A hooting owl somewhere inside, just letting out it's somewhat eerie call while the sound of the wind made a rather intense and dramatic noise as well.


But wasn't that how all forests were?

Cam rubbed her arms as a small gust of wind blew towards herself and her friends, sending a chill throughout her body and causing the hairs on the back of her neck to rise. "Jesus Christ I'm just purposely freaking myself out now.... can we GO ahead please? " Cam wasn't usually one to whine, but with the oncoming cold and the lack of food in her stomach, no way in hell was she planning on making this easy.

Besides, she doubted this Bell Bitch wanted a piece of her when she was hungry. She doubted anyone would..