Blossom Hill Cemetery has a grim reputation that has spread through whispers, a place where the hills truly had eyes.
Decades ago, a family of gravediggers, the Hills, had made this forsaken place their home. They'd gone mad, driven to insanity by the eerie aura that clung to the graveyard. One by one, they descended into darkness, their eyes turning hollow and malevolent.
One stormy night, a group of lost travelers stumbled upon Blossom Hill Cemetery, seeking shelter from the relentless tempest. Little did they know, the Hills still roamed these desolate grounds. Their hollow eyes, glinting with an unnatural hunger, watched the newcomers from the shadows.
As the travelers huddled together, they noticed strange whispers in the wind, sinister laughter echoing through the tombstones. Panic set in as they realized they were not alone. The Hills emerged, grotesque and deformed, their skin blistered by the unforgiving sun.
The travelers attempted to flee, but the Hills were relentless, hunting them like prey in the moonless night. With each victim they claimed, the Hills grew stronger, their eyes absorbing the souls of the unfortunate souls who dared to trespass.
By dawn, only one of the travelers remained, desperately searching for an escape. The Hills, their eyes now burning with an insatiable malevolence, cornered their final victim. In a cruel twist, the survivor met the same fate as their companions, their eyes gouged out by the very hills that had watched in silent terror.
Blossom Hill Cemetery, its curse forever etched in the sands, became a place where the hills indeed had eyes, and those who ventured near would disappear into the night, lost to the madness that dwelled within its forsaken grounds.