I followed that tunnel deeper into the woods… and it led me straight to what locals call the Pit of Bones. The deeper I go, the quieter it gets—no wind, no insects, just silence. The kind of silence that makes your stomach drop. I don’t know if it’s just the stories getting to me, but something feels wrong out here. They say this place belongs to a Skinwalker—a shape-shifting witch from Navajo legend. A person who gave up their humanity for dark power… capable of taking the form of animals, mimi