A group of friends stranded in a cabin with a lurking beast.

It was supposed to be a fun weekend getaway for five friends - Sarah, Mark, Jenna, Alex, and Chris. They had rented a cozy cabin in the woods, far away from the hustle and bustle of city life. Little did they know, this trip would turn into a nightmare none of them could have ever imagined. As they arrived at the cabin, they were greeted by a serene and peaceful atmosphere. The air was crisp, the birds were chirping, and the sun was shining. They unloaded their bags and began to settle in, excited for the adventures that lay ahead. Little did they know, their adventures would take a dark turn. The first night at the cabin was filled with laughter, music, and games. They made dinner together, telling stories and sharing memories. But as the night grew darker, a sense of unease crept over them. They heard strange noises coming from outside, like footsteps and growls. At first, they dismissed it as nothing more than the wind or a wild animal passing by. But as the noises grew louder and more persistent, they knew something was wrong. Sarah was the first to voice her concerns. "Did you guys hear that?" she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. The others nodded, their expressions mirroring her own. Mark suggested they go outside to investigate, but Jenna and Alex were hesitant. Chris, always the brave one, volunteered to go alone. He grabbed a flashlight and stepped outside, disappearing into the darkness. Minutes turned into hours, and Chris still hadn't returned. The group was growing increasingly anxious, praying for his safe return. Suddenly, they heard a blood-curdling scream, followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground. Without a second thought, they all ran outside, calling out for Chris. But what they found was beyond their worst nightmares. Chris lay on the ground, bloodied and unconscious. His arm was ripped open, deep gashes marking his skin. The others quickly carried him inside, trying to stop the bleeding and wake him up. When he finally regained consciousness, he could barely speak, his eyes wide with terror. "There's something out there," he gasped, his voice barely a whisper. "Something...something not human." The group exchanged worried glances, their hearts pounding in their chests. They knew they were in danger, but they had no idea how to protect themselves. They were stranded in the cabin, with a lurking beast outside. As the night wore on, the group huddled together, their fear growing with each passing moment. They heard the beast prowling around outside, its heavy footsteps echoing in the silence. They could feel its presence, a malevolent force that seemed to taunt them from the shadows. In a desperate attempt to stay safe, they boarded up the windows and locked the doors. But they knew it was only a matter of time before the beast found a way in. They could hear it scratching at the walls, its growls getting closer and closer. As dawn broke, the group was exhausted and terrified. They had no idea how they were going to survive another night in the cabin. But they knew they had to come up with a plan, and fast. Mark suggested they gather whatever weapons they could find in the cabin - a hunting rifle, a kitchen knife, a baseball bat. They knew they were no match for the beast, but they had to try. They needed to fight for their lives. As night fell once again, the group braced themselves for the inevitable. They heard the beast outside, its roars echoing through the night. And then, suddenly, it was inside the cabin, tearing through the walls with incredible strength. The friends fought back, using whatever weapons they had to defend themselves. But the beast was relentless, its claws slashing through the air. Sarah was the first to fall, a deep gash across her chest. Mark and Jenna tried to help her, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the beast's ferocity. Alex and Chris were the last ones standing, their hearts pounding with fear. They knew they had to make a run for it, to try and escape the cabin before it was too late. With a final burst of courage, they charged towards the door, hoping against hope that they would make it out alive. As they burst into the night, they saw the beast looming over them, its red eyes glowing in the darkness. But instead of attacking, it simply watched as they ran into the woods, their screams echoing through the night. They never saw their friends again, nor did they ever speak of the horrors they had witnessed in the cabin. But to this day, the legend of the lurking beast in the woods lives on, a cautionary tale for those who dare to venture into the darkness.