Six of friends get lost, whilst out camping.
First there was the black road. It didn't seem to lead to anywhere specific, but the name in itself was enough to strike fear into the hearts of many men. People seldom ventured along that road.
Then there was the dark forest (It had another name, but it seemed to have a strange effect on those who heard it). The dark forest was home to a colony of the most vicious and bloodthirsty predators known to man. Their terratory was close to the hills that surrounded the forest. However, not even they would dare to venture beyond the hills, as the madness and macabre would be too much for their tiny hearts to take.
John was very syked about the camping trip that he had quite literally scraped the barrel to save for. Accompanying him were his best friends George and Tom, as well as his girlfriend Holly and her best friends Bruce and Stacy. John didn't mind Bruce, but he was really annoyed that Stacy had to be there. Her attitude was not one that John cared for.
Tom was the appointed driver (Well that made sense, because he was the only one with a driver's license). Unknown to all of them, Tom had taken a wrong turn and they were now on the black road. Even though it was summer, the trees were bare and leaves covered the area around the road like a blanket of death.
John looked out of the window. To his horror, he saw a mutilated corpse lying under a tree.
George turned around, but saw nothing.
"What am I supposed to be looking at?"
"Can't you see it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about John. Stop trying to scare me."
"I'm not joking, I thought I saw a dead body."
Stacy turned around from the front seat (She had managed to steal it from John when they stopped at the service station).
"We're not ten anymore Johnny, dead bodies isn't really a big deal to us."
John fell silent. There were many things he had wanted to say and do to Stacy, but he had to resist for Holly's sake.
Some time passed and the six youngsters found themselves surrounded by trees. It was not very dark on account of all the leaves covering the ground, but there was still something about this place.
Then the people carrier broke down. At first Tom thought that he had merely stalled it, but upon trying to jump start it, he found that they had in fact broken down.
"This is impossible," He said, "I just filled her up an hour ago."
"Clearly you didn't put enough in it," Said Stacy, mockingly.
Holly then got out of the car in order to call the AA. She dialled the numbers and waited for someone to answer. When someone did answer, she said,
"Hello, my name is Holly Hawk and my friends and I have broken down."
"Do you know your location?"
"I don't know, but there are dead trees everywhere."
All that followed was some static. Somehow, Holly had been cut off. Just as she was about to get back into the car, she heard some rustling coming from the distance. She turned to Bruce, who had also stepped out now.
"Did you hear that?"
"There was a rustling."
"Stop freaking out, of course there's going to be rustling if there are dead leaves."
At dusk, the six friends decided to call it a day. They did not need the tents yet because they were still quite near the people carrier. Stacy got out to go to the toilet. She looked around for a spot that was nice and dry. Finding none nearby, she ventured further afield. Eventually, the people carrier became little more than a shadowy dot in the distance.
Looking the other way, Stacy got scared, as she saw two shadowy figures moving about. Were they human? She was not sure. A river flowed past her feet and on the other side, stood two cottages. Was it the remains of a village? She had to get across. Maybe she could use a bathroom. Stacy found a spot in the river, where it was not as wide, so she jumped over it.
When she got to the nearest cottage, she saw that it was dilapidated and therefore unfit for someone to live in. Overgrown ivy partially covered the doorway and the bottom two windows had been smashed. A few slates were missing from the roof.
However, Stacy knocked on the door. To her surprise, someone answered. There, in the doorway stood a middle aged lady, dressed in a blue suit. Her dark, greying hair was done up like a victorian and expensive looking earrings dangled from her ear lobes that were drooping with the weight. She seemed glad to see Stacy.
"Oh, hello there, come in. You must have travelled a long way. Can I get you a cup of tea?"
"Actually, I don't like tea."
"Then I have cocoa, you like cocoa, don't you?"
"It's okay I guess."
Afraid of hurting the woman's feelings, Stacy stepped inside. There were no electric lights. Instead, there were candles everywhere, glowing eerily like the eyes of infernal creatures. Stacy was led into the living room, which was minimalist. There were two tables flanking a sofa, a fireplace at the front and a dead plant in the back corner. She sat down in the middle portion of the sofa.
Meanwhile, back at the car, Holly was getting worried. Stacy had been gone for quite some time.
"Where could she have gotten to? She only went to the toilet."
"I wouldn't worry," Said John.
"Wouldn't worry? Wouldn't worry? She could be lying dead in a ditch for all we know. Let's have this talk when Tom or George disappears."
Moments later, the strange woman returned with the cocoa. She gave it to Stacy, who looked at it in disgust. It was really thick and smelled off.
"Can I go to the toilet?" She asked.
"Of course you can dear. It's up the stairs and first on the right. Just watch out for my husband. He's not well. He'll try to kill you."
Stacy gave the woman an uneasy look and proceeded to climb the stairs. She looked around for the woman's husband.
"Enough is enough," Said Holly, "I'm looking for her.
"Then I'm going with you," Said Bruce.
Both of them set of into the distance. George looked at John and Tom.
"Do you think they'll be back?"
"I wouldn't count on it," Said Tom, "I've hated Holly anyway, so it's no real loss."
"For you maybe," Said John.
Unknown to them, some shadowy figures were drawing closer to the people carrier.
When Stacy got out of the toilet, there was something blocking the staircase. Its eyes glowed a fiery red and its body was a hulking mass of muscles.
Without warning, it got up close to her. Close enough for her to smell its stale breath. The last thing Stacy saw was her heart, as it was torn from her ribcage and eaten right in front of her.
Holly and Bruce had now reached the place with the cottages. However, it did not occur to either of them to look inside those ugly buildings.
"Stacy?" Shouted Holly.
"Stace, are you there?" encored Bruce.
There was no answer. The hills were now very nearby. Holly and Bruce could now see more than the outlines of the hills. There was a faint screeching and they saw some figures move closer. When they were close enough, Holly and Bruce could see that they were up against a horde of people that looked like zombies, with glowing red eyes, sharp claws and fangs that dripped with blood.
John and Tom watched in horror, as George was plucked from the car via the roof (There was now a massive hole there). The two creatures then began to tear chunks from his torso and eat them. John climbed out of the roof, followed by Tom. They decided to get as far away as possible from the car and find the rest of their group.
When Holly composed herself, she made a break for the hills. Bruce tried to follow, but he tripped up, allowing one of the creatures to pounce on him.
When she was far enough from the army of macabre beings, she stopped to catch her breath.
John and Tom arrived just in time to see that morbid spectacle wrap up and were now biding their time.
Eventually, impatience got the better of them and they ran out, wading through the river. They tried to use stealth, but the creatures could smell their fear. Tom was caught off guard. However, that gave John a chance to catch up with Holly.
In the distance, they could not see anything, just what looked like a black hole.
"Let's go back," Said John.
"There's no way on this earth that I'm going back there," Replied Holly, as she drew closer to this black hole.
As John and Holly walked toward the black hole, they felt a funny sensation. The hill rushed past them like the scenery seen from a train window. Then, some light engulfed them and all they could see apart from each other was a white backdrop.
"Where are we?" Asked John.
"I don't know, but how do we get out?"
"You don't," Boomed a voice.
John looked around, but couldn't see anyone.
"Why?" He asked, scared out of his wits.
"You have crossed through the gates of oblivion. You can therefore never enter the universe again, or any other universe for that matter."
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