Late at night somewhere between midnight and dawn a single soul swept by
Not many would go as far
Who would?
Not even the darkened souls went there
There was talk of many things
From an entity to a beast...
To people never coming back
As if it was the end or maybe the way to another dimension
Word of mouth was you don't want to be alone...there.....
Last person that was there said they would prove it to be false... Just lies
But what happened... He never returned that's what
Then one day someone came and they had more than enough courage to go deep inside but could he prove them all wrong
He took a backpack ready to go
The first trees were short as he kept walking they became taller thicker and everywhere
Hoot—hoooooot went the owls
As if warning signs of stop before it's too late
He kept walking when he took a step he heard something like glass breaking
He looked around—nothing, no one
He was cautious now
Was he alone
Almost felt like something surrounded him or maybe something followed him
No—nnoooo
He shouldn't physic himself out
He could do it
As he went further he lost sight of where he came from
Where was left, what was right, where was his back what was his front
Directions crossed but how long ago
When did he make a turn... did he make a turn...
He took out his light and began to leave strings marking his direction
At least now he could get to there then he would stop and wait for morning
Yeah, that's what he would do
He kept walking he looked at his watch and it read 2:45am
He could do it
But how long until he reaches the place
He ate some snacks then kept walking
He heard it again
That crunch of glass
Chills crawled along his arms reaching his lower spine
He felt like prey
On his right in the dark his light turned off
He tried to smack it to life but it only glitched
Then it just didn't turn on
He should have brought extra batteries
His phone wouldn't turn on... Who knows since when...
He was going by the light of the moon
Not much when it was a crescent moon
Then he felt it
A sting
He tried to look but he could only feel it like a paper cut
Maybe it was from a broken branch
He kept walking
His watch said 4:02am
Has he reached it...
He kept walking
Nothing... There was nothing
What a joke... He knew they were lies... Just tales people say so no one tries to defy them
He turned back trying to find the strings
But there was no turning back
The strings all disappeared
How... Was that possible...
Who followed him to do that to him
They were playing with him
He tried to stay calm
He should think, not freak out
Panic is the last thing he should do... Right...
A shadow hid the moons light
Oh, no what could he do... No flashlight, no phone, no moonlight— nothing
That's when a giant hole appeared under him
Down, down, down he went
He tried to grip on to something but there wasn't anything
His hands just gripped the wind
Then he felt it a coldness he shivered
He kept falling
He then felt the thud
He smack straight onto the ground like as if he was laying on his back
His head hit hard and he lost conscious
He awoke after some time
His arms hurt and his legs ached
But his head was another thing
Blistering pain hurt his head
Above him were many
They were all like shadows just waiting for him to awaken
They didn't even say a word
But their eyes showed signs of no life
Empty even hollow
They reached for him
Yanking at him
Gripping him but it wasn't his flesh they gripped it was his soul
They took him out of his body
Lost... He also became one too
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HORROR TALES PRT III
HorrorIn life there's what you hear but what of what you should have known... Outcomes to learn from come from -anywhere Some day you will see that to be true For now.....just... read
