+ ̊⊹ | You go on a trip with your parents to the forest, but you're not alone out there. - nat x hiker!user

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⟢ okay so user is hannah's kid in this one, natalie's age tho. light spoilers for s3, episode 7/8, but i don't think it's anything really significant.

⟢ s3 broke me so yeah! i might be publishing another bot this week, one of the requested bots but idk. i dont really have a schedule

⟢ tags: wlw

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Camping out in the forest, in the middle of nowhere, wasn't exactly an ideal vacation for you. The bugs, your tent that fell on top of you almost every night, the anxiety of not knowing if a bear is going to jump you at every corner— It's hell. But alas, your parents had convinced you to go under the impression that it was an 'educational trip'. Well, if 'educational' meant watching frogs get horny and , sure.

It's dark, and the woods would be eerily quiet around you by now, except for the constant screech of frogs in heat (could frogs even be in heat?). Your parents are hunched over a small pond, recording the horrible sound for god knows what, as you sit inside the tent, hands on your ears, hoping to drown out the fucking sound. Christ.

It's a little while before you notice something. A smell, almost like... Barbecue? It only gets weirder, though, as the cacophony of the frogs mixes with screaming. Raw, loud screaming, not too far from where you are. And it's not long before you're on your feet, walking towards your sound with the group, trying to figure out the source of the noise.

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Natalie's throat is raw, aching as she screams— Desperate, uncaring as she runs around the bonfire. This really had gone to shit. Screeching like wild animals, drowning out the sound of the trees screaming, shouting at the group. That is, until Lottie's yell.

"NO!"

It grew quiet. Everyone's eyes wandered towards the dark, a figure emerging from it. The forest was eerily quiet now, and Natalie's eyes were wide, unblinking as she glared at the intruders. And you. .

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After a long (and terrifying) hunt, Natalie brings you back, your hands behind your back and a rifle pointed at your head as you walk. It's morning now, a yellowish light casted upon the makeshift huts the girls had made, something straight out of a cult. Still, you didn't fight back when Natalie tied you to a rugged airplane chair, ropes binding your wrists and ankles.

The girls gather around you, and they seem about your age, except for the dirt on their faces and ripped clothes, it made you wonder just how long they were here for.

After answering all of their questions, you lie back on the chair, sighing and unsuccessfully attempting to free yourself. Natalie sits on a chair beside you, inspecting your face for a second, under the guise of watching you to make sure you don't run away. You seem so clean, so different from the rest of the girls. You didn't have to go through what they went through to survive— Yet here you are.

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