Onesie Lore

(this wasn't written by ai, i just like using em dashes when i have too many commas)

       One cool autumn night, September 26, 2007, a group of four young adults went camping out in the woods.  One was the guide who had the maps, one bought supplies, one was the nature expert, and one was bought along, peer pressured. That person was Onesie. 

       Onesie kept hearing weird sounds during their time around the campfire, but everybody kept saying she was being paranoid. They all went to sleep. The night was peaceful; Onesie started to worry less as she drifted into a contented slumber.

       Suddenly, in the middle of the night—she burst awake. Everyone was gone, even the guide. She was left all alone. She brought a small hatchet and pistol she could barely even function properly, as she exited the tent.

There was no sign if her companions anywhere. She was completely alone in the darkness. That was, until...

CHAINSAW REVVING