The group had gotten in, they climbed over the fence and carefully maneuvered their way down, Ryan had offered to take their bags, Luke refused saying that he was a "Big boy" which earned laughs from everyone.

Everyone had walked towards the bush shed, looking around for any way to get in, "So Ryan," Jonathan began, facing Ryan with a confused expression, "How'd we get in?" 

"That... That's the fun part," Ryan laughed walking around the area of the building, "There is a window over here, it's already broken so maybe we could squeeze in?" he suggested.

Luke laughed, rolling his eyes, "Yeah right,  I doubt your ass will fit through there," he joked, playfully slapping Ryan's butt who let out a squeak of surprise. 

"Hey! Y-You just can't handle my thicc-ness," Ryan chuckled, trying to ignore the blush that was evident on his face.

Bryce cleared his throat, "So we gonna get in there or not?"

Ryan nodded,  "Someone give me a boost up," he practically ordered, walking over to the wall directly under the window, Jonathan walked toward him, cupping his hands to give Ryan a foothold. Ryan took in a deep breath before pressing his foot onto Jonathan's hands putting his entire weight on it, feeling Jonathan push him up as he grabbed the window sill, pulling himself up it, cursing as he dug his hand into a shard of glass, feeling blood start to seep out, he stayed silent and shifted till he was in a stable position, peering his head down into the shed, sighing in relief when he saw some boxes a little under him, he landed down on them, examining his wound carefully.

"Ryan? You alright in there?" He heard Bryce yell out at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just be careful you don't cut your hand on the window sill!" Ryan yelled back, hearing his voice echo throughout the shed.

He heard the others shift and talk for a bit before he saw (hardly it was really dark in the shed) a pair of hands grab the top of the window sill, before Luke popped his head up, swinging himself up and over the window sill, landing "gracefully" next to Ryan, Then came Bryce who stayed at the sill to help pull Jonathan up.

The four of them had made it inside, Luke pulled out two flashlights and handed on to Ryan, keeping one to himself, flicking it on a looking around, shivering when he saw the dark walls that shook when the wind hit them.

"This place is fucking creepy," Jonathan muttered, hugging himself subconsciously.