As you approach an old, dilapidated shack in the cornfield, your heart rate starts to increase. There is a dim light on in an upper window and you catch a glimpse of a shadow. Someone or something is lurking up there. As you get closer it feels as if the corn is closing in around you and you are being forced towards the front door. Will you be brave enough to enter the shack and survive over a half mile trek through the ghoulish cornfield and terrifying woods?