Spilling Blood And Breaking Bones OC preview

I stopped in my tracks when I saw the blood. It shined darkly in the bright beam of the flash light, especially in contrast to the bright yellow of the blooming dandelion patch it was dripped upon. Wild flowers, bushes and grass were flatten and ripped up in a trail, leading away from the campsite and deeper into the woods. More blood followed. Spilt blood was a thought of death. The forest filled with plants and animals, a thought of life. The deathly liquid was tainting a place of life.

Then it hit me. My heart was rapid fire beating my rib cage, I was breathing heavy and fast but I was gaining no oxygen. I was light headed, shaking and weak, I needed to lay down but I couldn't move. My stomach churned, my throat burned. I wanted to run back to the campsite, to my friends and family, but the crimson hypnotized me. The spell was broken and I hit the ground hard. The blood must of really freaked me out because the second I made contact with the ground my brain screamed at me that I was going to die and my fight of flight instinct kicked in. I thrashed, kicked, punched and screamed at my attacker. My unknown opponent was clearly stronger but I landed quite a few good hits hearing grunts in response until they managed to pin me to the ground. They grabbed one wrist and held it above my head. They fumbled to grasp my other wrist. I laid one last punch on what felt like a nose and heard a loud crack. My other wrist was quickly seized and pinned with the other.

"Ow! Would you stop! What the hell is wrong with you?!" That voice was oddly familiar but I still couldn't see who the voice belonged to. Hey, where did my flashlight go? I must have dropped it... "Hello? Are you going to zone out again 'cause if you do remember I'm here so you don't break my nose again" The male intruder slowly released my hands and got off of me. I stood carefully, my legs were still shaking. Something were pressed into my hand. I jumped at the suddenness but I grabbed the object I realized was the flashlight. I switched it on and the man in front of me flinched. "First, you break my nose, now you're trying to blind me. Can I expect you to run me over when we leave the camp tomorrow?"

Oh, right. My self proclaimed 'besties' Terrence and Sundae. Terrence was holding is broken and bloody nose and his girlfriend Sundae was crying. She jumped on me holding tightly as she sobbed. "What happened to you?!"

"I don't know exactly. What did happen to me?" Terrence sat beside us.

"Well we found you just standing there. We called to you, waved our hands in front of you, tapped and shook you. You didn't respond to anything so Sundae started freaking out. I tried to pull you back to the campsite and your legs gave out and you started freaking out."

"Oh," That was all I could think of. I didn't dare look at the blood again so I shone the light at the dense treetops. I heard a rustle of leaves and branches and my heart skipped a beat. I shone the light toward the sound and started shaking again.

"It was an animal, relax. They're kind of everywhere, it's a forest." Terrence continued talking but I gazed over for the sound.

My sight passed over many trees. There! There! Stop! I saw movement and my heart leapt into my throat. I wanted puke, curl up and die. He sat high in the treetops. A man in a long, black hooded trench coat. A black mask designed with a large, white, toothy cartoon grin and matching solid round white eyes, stained with splash of red hid his face. He held a women's corpse by long curly brown hair. Her face frozen in a haunting, silent scream. A jagged blade already half way through her neck as he continued to saw her head off. He watched my friends and I, glancing occasionally at his work. His eyes were covered by the mask but I swore I felt eye contact.

I jumped and ran. I thought I was running toward my camp but right now getting away from that place was more important. I didn't care if Terrence and Sundae were behind me. It was there fault I was lost in a forest at midnight with a psychopath. If they hadn't been so stupid and left the campsite. If only they hadn't been so stupid and followed me here and had just let me have a family camping trip. If only...