I dreamt that I joltingly woke up in the furthest back seat of the metro. Noticing that we'd just entered the underground portion of our trip. After looking out the back exit, I was compelled to stand up and slowly make my way forward through the caboose, make sure I wasn't alone and something was wrong. As I reached the connecting door, I saw that there were a bunch of other passengers, I was just alone back here and sighed with relief. Sitting back down, I pulled out my phone to play Geometry Dash until the end of the trip from the airport I arrived at to the city of Moscow, Russia. A sightseeing trip and I thought to myself: 'still playing games on my phone half way across the world... jeez.' Starting to feel guilty, I went to put my phone away but realized during my sleep, that it had reached one percent and died in my hand before it slid into my pocket, the last thing I saw being the date of August 5th, 2042.
Something In The Valley
The year is 2011, the sun had just gracefully set over the hills of Hollow's Valley, a small group of friends had hiked into the deep center of it's forests. As night had begun to fall they shared good memories, funny stories, and drinks together around their fire. Despite the claims and rumors of the horrid 'thing' that lives in the shadows of the hills and thrives through the forests at night. Daniel, the oldest of the three, was the most skeptical. The view and ambience of the valley was strikingly gorgeous and well known throughout the state of Kansas, which is why it was his idea to camp there. Though his friends were quite the opposite: superstitious, and cautious peoples. Yet somehow, he'd convinced Carl and Axel to go, through logic and reassurance. When they first arrived, they were as superstitious as ever, but now they'd mellowed out through the comfort of one another's company and the positive vibes of their memories. Hours and hours went by as their stories slowly became darker and meant to scare one another.