“I'm Michael, and this is
Tommy.” I said to the old man “Where you youngsters heading?”
He said “Out to the old Granite house, the people there are our
grandparents, right Tommy?” “Right.” he said, while staring
into oblivion (Tommy was blind), “That's quite a walk, especially
in the winter, y'all need a lift, I be happy to give you one.” said
the old man “Thanks, but we'd rather walk. Thanks for the offer
though.” I said then walked away “You guys be careful.” he
yelled as we were leaving his site, so we just waved good by.
So we set off, walking through
the woods. So we walked and walked, for hours. Walking through
forest, field, we even walked through a marsh, then just more woods.
After many miles of walking, it started getting dark, so we pitched
up camp under an oak tree. The minute Tommy got in the tent he was
asleep, but I didn't sleep. All night I tossed and turned, listening
to nocturnal animals run and play outside the tent. It was about
dawn, and I heard a screaming, no a screeching, and a large shadow
moved outside the tent. I froze from it and my heart pounded, I sat
all morning with my pocket knife in my hand, until Tommy woke up,
which was probably around 10:00 am. “Michael?” he said while
reaching around “I'm hear, don't worry.” I said and he grabbed my
wrist. He pulled himself up with my arm. “How did you sleep?” he
said, I sighed “Fine.” We both got out of the tent and I gasped,
“What's wrong?” said Tommy, “Nothing, I-I stubbed my toe.”
that was what I said, but it wasn't the truth, the snow was pink with
blood, and a deer hung in the tree with it's innards ripped out. I
just told Tommy to sit while I took down the tent, then we went up
the path.
All day I was looking around for
bears, what else could kill a deer and hang it in a tree like that.
The cliff was the scariest, which was the next path. I had to have
Tommy right next to me, Tommy was always singing something, or
humming a song, most of the time Black Sabbath or The Beatles, the
hole time on the cliff he we was singing, he sang a whole album by
The Beatles, don't know which one though, it was the one with
Strawberry Fields in it, which ever one that is. So we walked along
the cliff for like an hour, which was terrifying, cause Tommy could
have fallen at any time.
We took a brake once we got off
the cliff. We ate lunch and I heard the screeching again. I saw
Tommy walking away into the woods, and a bear stood right in front of
him. I slowly walked toward him, and grabbed his wrist, “Michael?”
he said “Shush!” I said “Walk back, slowly.” Tommy then
tripped and we ran down toward the cliff, I had to keep Tommy away
from the edge, so I pushed him toward the rocks on the side. The bear
was nowhere in sight, so we stopped to take our breath. We camped on
the cliff, and I didn't sleep that night either, cause all night I
heard things outside, scratching, hissing, and growling. It was
probably about 3:00 am, when I heard the bear again, but I sounded
scared, and what in god's name scares a bear. I heard the screeching
again. The Bear roared in pain, I looked out the window, and saw a
tall human- like figure, it stood at least eight feet tall, the head
on it was huge, with a mouth, two feet wide and full of razor sharp
teeth, it had claws at least six inches long, it was mostly humanoid
but it had a tail, and wings unfolded from behind it's back, and it
jumped right off the cliff, and then flew away, I then leaned back in
the tent. And slowly fell asleep.
I was woken by Tommy screaming. He
had three long cuts on his face, the same as ones on the tent, I
looked out side, a long trail of blood was going down the cliff, I
told Tommy that he needed to stay in the tent, I went outside, and
took my pocket knife, pulled out all three blades, and tied it to a
five foot stick. I raced down the cliff with my spear, I also tapped
three sharp rocks to my hand. I got to the bottom, which was a thick
forest, full of small animals. I looked around for the thing, then I
noticed, all the animals were running in my direction, mice, frogs,
bugs, all at my feet, the birds were flying in swarms above my head,
then I looked in front of me, an entire herd of deer in a stampede
right in front of me. I didn't have much time to think, I hind behind
a tree as the deer ran around me on all sides. The animals were gone,
not one fly was left in the area. I heard a crunching sound behind
me, then another, and another. I could hear it breathing, I could
almost feel it. The thing's hands grabbed my side of tree, I clinched
my hand, and turned around, and punched the things hands, stabbing
it. The creature screamed in pain, it lifted the tree right out of
ground and threw it twenty feet through the air. “Shit” I ran
with it following right behind me, I ran and ran and ran. I tripped
on a big root and turned around to my back, I put the spear in the
air. The creature stuck into the spear, I smashed the creature's face
with the rocks on my hand. It went limp, I crawled from under it,
panting. The thing slowly got back up behind me and grabbed my head
and lifted me into the air, it turn me toward itself. The creature
let out a chuckle and opened up it monstrous mouth. Three mouthed
tongues came out of it's horrid maw, two of them rapped around my
neck while the other just sat in front of my face, just sitting there
then looked me right in the eye and opened it's mouth, I grabbed it
and tore it out of the monsters mouth, the creature dropped me as
blood sprayed out of it's mouth, monstrous torrents of it, and blood
cover the whole area. The creature hit the ground hard, and smashed
it's head on a rock, basically exploding it.
I ran up the cliff, hoping Tommy
was alright. I ran and ran, nearly killing myself in the process. By
the time I got there it was dusk, Tommy was still in the tent,
asleep, well least that's what it seemed like. I rolled him over only
to reveal a half skeletal Tommy with flesh hanging from his bones and
blood covering his clothes. Tears overcame my eyes, I couldn't even
see. I then looked up to see a shadow looking over the tent, I then
heard a growl like mix between a bear and a wolf. The tent ripped
open, I really wish I would have taken the old man's offer, I ran out
of the tent the creature followed, I jumped down off the cliff, I
thought for sure I was done for, then I noticed a that I was going
straight for a giant lake. When I hit the water I screamed, the pain
was terrible, so I swam up to the top. I crawled up onto the shore,
and walked away into the woods...
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