Chapter Thirteen: "When they had reached the waterfall, they heard gunshots. The first sounded like a firecracker, then two more. Screams. Glass breaking. The whole situation was foreign, like Greg was watching someone else’s life. Someone braver. The fourth shot was louder, closer, and Caroline began sucking in huge breaths. She was going to hyperventilate. Greg pulled the woman under, then through the water, and they put their backs against the faux stone wall. He felt something dig into his spine. Greg reached back to find a door handle, and somehow, miraculously, it turned.”Remember, there are two types of people in this world.The Haunters and the Haunted.Which one are you?Follow me for updates!@theghostmodernistTheme song and music provided by Atrium Carceri and Cryo Chamber Music.https://cryochamber.bandcamp.com