Terror Trail

The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. “Did you see that?” Agatha said as they rode down the lonely pitch black road with only the lights of their bike lighting the way, “What are you going on with now Aggie?”(what her friends called her) Connie said as she slammed on her brakes with Aggie nearly missing her and crashing into a rock. “Look what you’ve done!” Aggie said as she looked at her damaged bike. “Why did you stop so fast?” she asked. All Connie could do is point behind her, when Aggie looked there was a figure standing in the window as the candle glowed brighter and extinguished. Suddenly, it was complete darkness and they couldn’t see anything. “What are we going to do?” Connie asked. CRACK a loud sound came from behind them and the girls ran when the candle in the cabin was lit again, beckoning them to go towards it as it was drawing them towards it, “Ahhh, something got me!” Connie screamed. “Be quiet, you fool, it’s only me,” Aggie said as she pulled Connie to the ground. It was eerily quiet, not a sound, not even a breeze. “We have to get out of here, let’s go to the cabin.”

“Are you nuts, we don’t know what’s in there. What about that creepy figure we saw in the window, it’s not safe? Let’s just go home,” “How can we? Your bike is busted and we don’t know now what’s back there. I’m going to the cabin and you can stay here,” Connie said as she pulled away from Aggie’s grip and went on ahead. Not too far away from them, another couple was coming up the path, unaware of what was happening when they came up on the cabin. Screams could be heard and then it was quiet once again and that made Connie stop in her tracks with Aggie running into her and knocking them to the ground. “Sorry, I didn’t mean,” “Shhh! don’t say a word,” Connie whispered as she slowly crawled ahead, as the sounds of moaning and groaning could be heard from up ahead.

“No, please stay away, don’t come any closer! Ahhhhh!!!” came a voice from ahead and then went silent. “I don’t like this, I want to go home,” Connie said as she sobbed into her arm when Aggie came up next to her, “Don’t worry my friend, whatever happens, we will get out of here together. Now come on, we have to see what’s going on around here, that was a hermit’s old cabin and no one has been there for years for it was falling apart, so there is something on the go and we need to find out if we want to get out of here. So get your act together and come on. Slowly, the two girls crawled through the high grass, hoping that no one would spot them. AHHH! Connie screamed as something grabbed her by the ankle and began dragging her away as she kicked and screamed, unable to see her attacker as Aggie turned and grabbed for Connie’s arms seeing the fear in her eyes, desperately trying to get away. But to no avail, as Connie’s screams vanished into the darkness as she was pulled away. Aggie tried her best but wasn’t strong enough and now her friend was gone and she was alone, sitting in the darkness, shivering from the cold and fear. She then looked up and saw the cabin as it was mocking her with the one little candle flickering, laughing that her friend was taken, laughing cause she was cold and lonely, telling her to come and get warm.

Connie clawed at the ground as blood ran down her calf from the grip of the creature that had grabbed her and everything was going numb. Next thing she knew she was flying through the air, falling into some pit, landing on something soft on slimy. A putrid smell emitted from the put and Connie began vomiting when she realized she was crawling through human remains. Was this what happened to the previous couple that was walking by earlier? Every move made her ankle hurt and the smell alone wanted to make her pass out when her finger found an eye socket and she screamed as the eye popped. Then she heard laughter, evil laughter, taunting her as she scrambled through the guts, trying to reach the edge of the bank. As she clawed her way to the top of the bank, Gracie and Alan were laughing and pointing at her, they were the couple walking up the trail and then screaming as if being in trouble, luring poor Agatha and Connie into their prank. Covered in pig’s blood Connie looked at Alan, grabbed the first thing in reach, and swung as hard as she could sending pick-ax into the side of his head blowing his brains out the other side, covering Gracie who was frozen in shock. With a crazed look in her eyes, she grabbed Gracie by the back of her head, with a handful of hair slammed Gracie’s face into the ground, time after time after time turning her face to a pulp, unrecognizable. Amber was running up the trail when she stopped in her tracks. Connie was standing in front of the cabin with the one little candle flickering in the window, holding Gracie’s hair with Alan lying next to her, and standing behind was the shadowy figure she saw standing in the window beckoning her forward. Aggie turned to run but was slowly being dragged towards the stranger. She screamed, but to no avail, she clawed at the ground till her fingers bled when a hand grabbed her by the shoulder, “Honey, time to get up.”