When Trooper Maes called in her location, she could hear a poor woman screaming. "Help me!" She screamed over and over. "Please, God, won't someone help me?' Trooper Maes tightened the grip on her pistol as hideous moans escaped from the cabin. Slowly, Maes opened the door. Again, the screams. Despite her resolve, Maes knew better. It was that little voice in her head--the one that kept repeating four crucial words: "Don't go in there!" I used Poser with no postwork. The hardest part was to get the lighing right, followed by the poses. It took me about 12 hours. The story came first, then the image. Please enjoy!