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>be 15
>just moved from Miami to rural part of Texas that had just begun experiencing development due to expanding suburbia
>rich friend invites me for a ride on his new Polaris Ranger
>fuckyeah.jpg
>Riding around largely undeveloped neighborhoods and unfenced pasturelands, just casual 4x4 'splorin
>After the first hour or so we both notice this white pickup truck not-so-stealthily keeping its eyes on us from a distance
>not really following, just creeping around
>Get a little freaked out
>Friend drives off to wooded area to stake it out
>Hop off Ranger, explore the area by foot
>Even though it's early afternoon the canopy is dense as shit, he grabs a small flashlight from the glovebox to help us see
>After struggling through the brush for a while happen upon on what appears to be a manmade path, decide to walk along it
>Have corny sense of humor, so I joke "dude this is sp00ky let's gtfo"
>Keep walking for a good 15-20 minutes or so til we get to a clearing
>Ground is completely dirt, there's a circle of rocks about 6-8 feet across PILED with soot, ash, and burnt wood
>Also a folding chair, looks like someone just casually tossed it into the fire for some reason?
>Friend observes "Someone must have camped here, Anon"
>Look up
>See rope hanging from tree
>Color begins to drain from my face
>Poke soot and ash with stick
>See white logs
>mfw I realize thosearentlogs.jpg
Needless to say we bolted and never went back.
