Fran started scanning faces, stopping when she saw familiar ones. There washer old high school teacher and principle, who was sitting next to the gray...haired professor that helped her find this job. She suddenly noticed Dr. Winker's18-year-old son and his buddies, in the crowd. She could only shake her headwhen she noticed that they were eating popcorn. She noticed the old janitorsitting in the back row with two other old guys passing a brown paper bag backand forth. When he caught her eye, she. We talked as we ate. ‘So where are you from?’ She asked. ‘A tiny little town in Kansas called Kiowa.’ I said. ‘It’s not entirely unlike this town.’ ‘Why did you leave?’ ‘Small-town life was driving me crazy, so I left.’ I said. ‘I graduated when I was sixteen by working through the summer on my schoolwork, then I got a job and saved up until I could afford to get a bike and had enough to travel for about four years.’ ‘Do you have a family?’ ‘My parents are still alive, and I have a sister, but. You'd have dismissed his wild tales of this place, but after looking a little further into it, you find reports of young men having gone missing in that area on a fairly regular basis going as far back as the records do. Looking deeper, you find a few mentions of the place, which seem to be speaking in some sort of secretive code, in posts and messages that are usually swiftly deleted. Searching ever deeper, you dig up a few scattered stories from people who know someone who says they visited. I thought it was just a bluff to make Raff give up." A bluff only works if you're willing to follow through with it," he replied. "C'mon let's get some rest."Casey and Dixie changed a few things over the next month and a half. They were seldom if ever away from each other. Raff and the other two had been able to do what they did because Dixie was alone at the cabin. Casey was determined that she wouldn't be left alone again.They made the hike to Casey's truck and brought the supplies to the.