In year 11 we had to go on a week long excursion for school, camping and hiking around Mt Kosciuszko. In a snow blizzard. I thought I was going to die. Now anything that bears a slight resemblance to that excursion haunts me. Too close to my idea of hell for comfort.
Plus I've seen the blair witch project.
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