I quickly finished packing up my camping supplies, formulating a plan as I did so. I couldn’t just randomly show up in the woods and drag Nina home; for starters, I didn’t want to get shot, and secondly, I couldn’t have her friends getting suspicious. I had to figure out a way to make it seem like i
Nina Jessica, Lori and I had begun setting up camp not far from where the businessman had been murdered when I heard twigs and leaves crunching in the forest. Someone was coming. “Oh my god,” Jessica complained as she fiddled with her tent poles, “this is impossible! Lori, I need help!” “Guys,”
Nina Everyone went silent when Jessica suggested that we play Spin the Bottle. “C’mon, guys!” she said, her pretty face flushed from the beer. “It’s just a game.” “I’m down,” Matt chimed in. Lori shrugged, which was usually a sign of consent. James, Enzo and I, however, all stayed silent. “James
“Ooh, you could cut the tension with a knife it’s so thick,” Matt said. “Shut up!” Jessica growled, smacking him on the back of the head. Enzo stood and walked around the fire, stopping in front of me. I looked up at him, my heart racing a mile a minute, half of me hoping that he would just walk a
Nina “James… Run.” “What?” he said. “I’m not gonna leave you out here.” I cocked my shotgun as the yellow eyes continued to stare at me from the darkness, accompanied by the sound of a deep, horrifying growl. “You have to run, James,” I said, raising the barrel of the gun to point it at the crea
Enzo I was awoken by the gunshot just seconds before James came running back to camp. “Enzo!” he yelled. “Enzo! Nina’s in trouble! There’s something out there!” I didn’t need to hear any more. I quickly unzipped my tent and ran out, having kept my clothes and shoes on in case of an emergency. Unf
We collected wood in silence for a minute, but I had burning questions that needed to be answered. “You knew that guy, didn’t you?” I asked. She stopped and sighed, nodding. “I did. I didn’t know he was a werewolf. He lied to me… serves me right for meeting strangers on the internet.” So that was
Nina “Man,” Matt said, huffing as we slowly made our way up the mountain, “who knew hiking was such a workout?” “I’ll say,” Lori chimed in. By this point, she had piled her black hair on top of her head and was flapping her ratty black band t-shirt to cool herself off as we climbed. “You guys are