Part 2 from yesterday's post.
Gathered around the campfire, Kyle does his best to comfort
Paulina.
Jessica sits, shaking catatonically.
Jonathan and Franny keep watch, eyes peeled towards the
darkness.
Kyle tries to reassure the distraught girls, “We’ll a close
watch throughout the night, but whatever if was, I’m sure it’s long gone now.
Franny, flashlight still scanning beyond the glow of the
fire. “We’ll head to town at first light, Pauliena, just hang tight. It’ll be
alright.”
Jonathan’s concentration is unwavering.
A noise, just beyond the clearing silences the group.
In a hushed tone Paulina makes her worries known. “What’s
that? Is it back?”
“Shhh” Franny hushes her.
Jonathan walks a distance towards the noise to get a better
look.
“Stay close to the fire” Franny orders, as she follows
Jonathan toward the direction of the noise.
Paulina begins to whimper, Kyle holds he close. Jessica
suddenly becomes alert and twitchy, as though the noises reminded her of before…
Jonathan and Franny walk silently, staying close together,
carefully scanning the darkness and listening for any signs of an animal or creature.
Convinced the noise was nothing the let out a deep sigh and
turn to head back to the campfire.
Screams and cried for help hasten their pace.
When they arrive back to the campsite, they find Jessica
with a burning log in her hands, waving it at any movement she sees, real or
imagined.
Kyle is nowhere to be seen, deep marks on the ground hint at
his struggle and show he’d been dragged. Upon closer inspection, blood is seen
splattered about.
Paulina is lying on the ground her head bloody and smashed.
“What happened, what did this?” Jonathan asked frantically
Jessica, burning log still waving, doesn’t answer.
“She’s not hearing you.” Franny notices.
She begins to talk to Jessica in a low, calming voice,
trying to reassure her that they are there to help, that they are friend.
Jessica’s movements begin to calm and she finally puts down
the log.
The three remaining friends huddle together close to the
fire. They’ve places burning logs around a perimeter in hops of warding off
what ever is out there.
Tire and frightened, they do their best to remain calm,
alert and awake.
Jessica can’t stop reliving the horrors and is easily
spooked. The forest is full of noises and with each, the friends jump, worried
that whatever it is, is returning. The
tension mounts with every twig snap, every rustling of the leaves.
Just before dawn, Jessica reached her breaking point. “I can’t
take it!” She leaps up and grabs a near by piece of burning wood.
Jonathan and Franny, startled leap up beside her and try to
calm her down.
But as they try, they hear a noise, like an approaching
animal from behind them.
They all become silent as they turn to see a pair of eyes
reflecting the firelight, just past the burning logs.
They stand silent for a moment, then in a fit of fear, the
three friend attack, screaming and yelling. The beast cried out and returns the
attack.
Jessica beats the beast with a burning log, over and over.
Jonathan uses his heavy flashlight to inflict what ever damage he can. Franny
stabs at the beast with a pointy stick. The beast, outmatched, fends of the
attach with flailing arms and legs, moaning and grunting.
The rage continues as the sun begins to rise, casting light on
the bloodied body of the beast…
The beast…
Their friend Randall, beaten to bloody pulp, almost beyond
recognition.
Lying lifeless on the ground beside the fire.
His hair matted with blood.
Tufts of fur on is hands, arms, neck.
Jessica collapses in exhaustion. Jonathan holds Franny as
she lets out a horrified sob.
The sun shines fresh new light on the grisly scene.
Eight friends had come the day before to celebrate.
Now five were dead, and the three still alive, would never,
ever be the same again… after spending a night at the…
Campground of Horrors.
Hope everyone enjoyed, and had a safe and happy Halloween.
Don’t eat all your candy at once.
Cheers.
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