As the day drew to a close, six friends found themselves standing in front of the longest forest coaster ride in the world. It was a thrilling adventure they had been planning for months, and despite the eerie whispers and shadows that seemed to follow them, they were determined to go on it. They had heard stories of people who had gone before them, only to disappear into the depths of the forest, but they were not deterred. After all, they reasoned, it was just a legend, a campfire tale to scare little children.

As they stepped onto the rickety old cart, the last rays of the setting sun cast a warm glow over the track. But as the chains began to creak and groan, the air grew colder and darker. Soon, they found themselves hurtling through the trees, the wind whipping their hair and tears from their eyes.

But something felt off. The laughter of the other riders they had expected to see on the tracks was absent. The trees seemed to close in around them as if the forest itself was trying to keep them from escaping. And then, from the shadows, they saw them. Creatures, unlike anything they had ever seen before. They were hideous, inhuman things, with claws and fangs and eyes that glowed like embers.

As the cart came to a stop, they knew that their nightmare had only just begun. The creatures surrounded them, their putrid breath hot on their faces. They exchanged terrified glances, their hearts pounding in their chests. They knew that from their group of six, only two of them would survive. The rest would be killed by the creatures in the forest.

Desperately, they tried to form a plan. They argued about who should stay and who should go, their voices rising in panic. But in the end, it didn't matter. The creatures waited patiently, their eyes gleaming in the darkness, their sharp teeth bared in hungry grins. The friends knew that their fate had been sealed the moment they had stepped onto the coaster cart. And as the creatures began to close in, they braced themselves for the fight of their lives.