That night a raging storm swept upon the camp making it impossible to leave so the men had to bury the poor cook in a shallow grave in the forest.
As they trudged back to the camp they stopped dead in their tracks, for above the howling and moaning of the wind came the most dreadful whoops and screams anyone has ever heard. It continued all night and all the next day driving the men crazy with fear. They were convinced it was the ghost of Ryan crying out against the crime of which he was a victim.
Scared, the men fled the camp the next morning never to return.
This cache contains only a log so you need to bring a pen.