"Where are you?!" I scream.
Panicked, I run through the abandoned farm. I can't find her. Not in the old house. Not in the barn. I run into the empty field, heart racing. As I scan the area, I run into a mound of dirt and trip, sprawling to the ground.
Getting up, it hits me. Abandoned farm. I tripped over freshly tilled earth. Crouching down, I start frantically clawing with my hands. Scooping handfuls of dirt, I hit something hard. Wood.
"Are you in there?!" I cry, pressing my ear to the wood.
I hear muffled cries. I start digging again, but realize it's taking too long. Looking around, I see a garden shed. I sprint to it, ripping the door open. I see a shovel, still caked in dirt. Probably the same one that bastard buried her with. I grab it. Running back, I started digging with purpose.
Soon the wooden box is exposed. I toss the shovel, and rip open the crate. She stares back at me, eyes wide. Bound. Gagged. But alive. I sigh with relief. Thank God. I reach into my bag, pulling out my rag and chloroform. I crouch down, placing it over her face. She struggles, faints. I toss her over my shoulder.
"Ah, hell!" My brother says as I walk back to the truck with a smirk. "You found her!"
"Yup. You almost had me though!" I laugh.
"All right. My turn. Where did you put her?" I gesture to the creek area.
"Somewhere over there. Drowning's an issue though."
"Jerk!" he says, running off. I smile, watching him go. I love adult Hide and Seek.
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Urban Legends and Creepy Stories
HorrorIf you like a nice horror read than this is a book for you. This is a collection of old urban legends of all countries and creepy stories written by many people. Some may be true, some may be false, you never know what is ahead. Updated once a wee...
