Seven days of sin.
It was said to be a celebration you could experience only once in a lifetime.
For people like us, lovers of all things strange, twisted, and morally questionable, it was a claim that couldn’t be ignored.
My group of misfit friends and I hopped onto a plane to go and see for ourselves.
What we found was a beautiful village that seemed to exist in a world of its own.
After chilling haunts, creepypastas becoming vividly real, and the hottest one-night stand of my life, I was more than satisfied with our impromptu endeavor.
It should’ve ended there.
One folk tale was all it took to turn a celebration into a nightmare.
Eight of us went into the woods that story warned us never to enter.
Guess how many made it back out?