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TopicCreative writing topic (prompts updated weekly)
Popcorn_Fairy
05/22/18 2:56:32 AM
#46:


The trip to the clearing was uneventful. The forest had calmed down, there were no more animals scurrying around the dark. Oddly, the rotten smell never went away. Even as we approached the campsite, the smell persisted. In addition, the girl walked odd. She swayed a lot, almost like she was drunk. Every few steps she would make this, jerky lunge forward along with some unnatural twitches. I dont know what she got into and I really didnt want to.

Once back in the clearing in the light of the campfire. I set down the emergency kit and got the flare gun and fired it up into the air. She flinched at the sight. We sat in silence, attempts at starting conversation led to silence or one word replies. She wasnt chatty. But I imagine the less I know, the better. Her pals can come pick her up, they can be on their way and I can get back to enjoying my night. I looked back over at my new friend. She sat away from the fire and faced the forest.

As we waited, the rotting smell only grew stronger. I stood up to try and locate the smell, but as I stood, I got hit in the back of the head and immediately fell to the ground. My vision was blurry, I couldnt tell what had happened. There were four figures around me. One was the girl, but the others were unfamiliar. In my dazed state, I couldnt tell details. But the figures looked, wrong. Like human, but not. They didnt say anything, and I didnt want to wait and see what they were planning. Confused, I began feeling around and found the flare gun. I fired a flare right at one. To call the noise it made a scream wouldnt be accurate. It made an ungodly noise as it clawed the air and flailed about.

I was beginning to regain myself. I reached for and drew my gun. By the time I could aim, they were scattering back into the woods. I took a shot and missed as they vanished into the dark. I kept my gun out and waited. Eventually the rotten smell was gone, and some rangers made it to my clearing. I told them my story, but they said I probably dreamt it and hit my head as I woke up and in a panic fired the flare gun. Maybe. But I dont think so. Either way, I never went back.
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