Demons.

I was normal. My life was normal. My friends were normal. Everything seemed to be normal. That is until that one night I came up with the stupid idea of taking the band camping. Nothing could go wrong right? I was wrong. Terribly wrong. I regret it to this day, I just wish everything would stop. The continuous nightmares as well. It haunts me.

+Only read if you can handle minor swearing and horror.+