The sun hung low in the sky as the temperature dropped and a chill breeze gently shuffled through the trees. It was one of the colder nights of March, and the two girls were drawn deeper into the woods than they'd usually venture- it was a new trail that neither of them had been down before, but they were always up for an adventure. Maya leaned her head on her arm as she peered out of the window in the passenger's seat to watch a fallen tree from a few yards back grow further and further away from them. She was seventeen, and she wasn't very much into the social aspect of being a teenager. She preferred to spend her days on adventures with Jennifer more than anything really, and Jennifer just seemed happy to have someone who was willing to join her. As the Jeep slowly swayed up and down over ripples in the dirt, Maya noticed her eyes begin to weigh down, but as she began to fall asleep she felt the sharp slam of brakes and hit the dashboard with her elbow. Jennifer slurred an obscenity, shifted the Jeep into neutral and jumped out of the car. As Maya gathered her consciousness it was now obvious to her that the car was tilted downwards and to the left at quite a sharp angle. She hopped out and followed Jennifer to the front end of the car where they inspected the damage. The truck had strayed a  bit from the path that they seemed to be following- Maya guessed that Jenn had tried to avoid a low hanging branch that surely would've scraped the roof of the truck had she kept on it. The tire wasn't popped, and it was no ordinary pothole that the Jeep had fallen into either. It was deeper, and seemed almost to be a hollow. Although it was covered by leaves, they now fell between sticks that propped the area open. It seemed almost to be a hollow vessel. The two girls glanced at each other, and without a word began to dissemble the area beneath the tire. There was a small slot large enough to fit a hand after about a minute of struggle, and Maya was the one to make the leap. First she felt the feeling of wet paper, and as she continued to feel around, came across something that was smooth and cool to the touch. She struggled to pull it up, and then to fit it between the sticks at the opening of the hole. She managed to rip it through, and as she did the sticks around her hand fell inwards revealing the contents of the hole. The first thing she noticed was the fake skull in her hand. It appeared tea stained and she had guessed it was a prop, until the other items within the hole became clear to her. Pages and pages of notes, including drawings of skulls and human body parts that had been soaked and smeared from the moisture under the ground. She dropped the skull as she threw herself violently backwards against the ground and watched as the sun dropped below the trees.