Description

The lake was always there. Long before the cabins, before the campfires, before the laughter of kids echoed through the trees, Hemlock Lake stretched wide and still, holding its secrets in the depths of its dark waters. The pines whispered to it, the wind danced across its surface, and the stars leaned down to see their reflections in its glassy expanse.

But the lake wasn't empty. Not really.

Some said it was haunted, that a ghost lived in the shadows, giggling softly when the moon was new. Others claimed it was just the wind, playing tricks on the reeds and the water. But the truth was harder to find, buried beneath years of stories, whispers, and warnings. The lake had a way of keeping its mysteries close, revealing them only to those brave enough—or curious enough—to listen.

This summer, three kids would hear the giggle. They would follow it into the dark, chasing the echoes of a story that had been waiting for them all along. They didn't know it yet, but they were about to uncover something bigger than a ghost. Something that would change the way they saw the world—and themselves—forever.

Because at Hemlock Lake, the past is never really gone. And sometimes, the best stories are the ones that refuse to fade.