Glamp-Thing-9 - Zsolt Zsemba

The camp was no longer silent. It was alive.Every tent groaned and shifted as if the ground beneath them was breathing.

Glamp-Thing-8 - Zsolt Zsemba

Dinda ran outside despite her father’s warning. The fog had thinned just enough for her to see figures moving on the bridge.

Glamp-Thing-7 - Zsolt Zsemba

A man was pulling something from around his ankle. It was a vine, looped tight like a snake. It had wrapped itself while he slept. He tried.

Glamp-Thing-6 - Zsolt Zsemba

The paths had disappeared under thin water. A few guests wandered aimlessly, calling out to each other but hearing their own voices echo back

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Glamp-Thing-5 - Zsolt Zsemba

Rain began before dawn. It wasn’t heavy at first, just a steady whisper against the canvas rooftops. Thud, thud, thud...

Glamp-Thing-4 - Zsolt Zsemba

Her father pulled her up and dragged her back to solid ground. The bridge settled again, swaying gently like it was breathing.

Glamp-Thing-3 - Zsolt Zsemba

Dinda realized it wasn’t wood at all. It was part of the missing tent pole, twisted like something had wrapped around it.

Glamp-Thing-2 - Zsolt Zsemba

She sat by the lake, watching the mist drift like breath over water. The reflection of the mountains shimmered unnaturally, as if the lake itself was breathing.