“No, that really happened,” grinned Robbie. He couldn't help it. That was always the best part. They were sitting around the campfire, him and the last of the counselors here. Nearly all of the campers and counselors had already left, the rest would leave tomorrow morning. His last chance.
“Nine people died. It was horrible. Let me tell you what exactly happened that night...” Leaning forward, he looked around and couldn't suppress a smug grin on his face for a second. Everyone was focusing on him, even the guys pretending not to care, not to be interested by the murders just a few years ago.
In a quiet voice, he began to tell the tale...
Everyone had already left. Just the four of them remained. Or so they thought. Sitting around the campfire, they had had a great time, the last of the beer was gone and the night was nearly over,
C.J., Sherry, Jody and Kevin were tasked with locking up the camp in the morning and then drop off the keys at Mr. Morris office. They had sat at the campfire throughout the night and were ready to go now. The four of them made their way to the van. All their stuff was already piled there.
“Okay guys, I'll throw everything in there, while you make one last round through the camp, okay? I don't want that creep shouting at me again.” Kevin said, meaning Mr. Morris
He started loading the van, then sat behind the drivers seat, waiting for the others to return. He tried turning on the engine to listen to some music but the car was dead. Apparently the battery was dead. “Great,” he groaned. “just what we need now.” Getting out, he made his way around the car. Then he started swearing. Some idiot hat let all the gas out of the car. The hose was still in the tank.
“Who the fuck did this?” he screamed back at the camp. “I'll kill you myself!”
Not really expecting an answer, he looked around rather helplessly. Where could he get a new battery now...
Then he heard someone screaming. “Very funny guys! Let me out!” That was Jodys voice. He could even hear a door rattling.
Kevin sighed. Playing tricks on each other, and specially Jody, who had never really fitted in anyway, was fine and great. But seriously, now? He thought they'd be already gone by now.
Then he heard someone else s voice. It sounded like Sherry. She was also locked in. That was rather unexpected. The only thing he could think of, was that they were trying to play a trick on him. That made more sense.
Looking to the van and then back towards the camp, reluctantly he made his way back to the cabin.
Kevin arrived at the cabins and the door to Beaver Cabin stood wide open. That gave him pause. Hadn't they already locked up the whole place? Had the others left it open?
He made his way into the cabin and froze. Right in front of him stood a man. In a mask. Everybody knew about the mask. And the killings that had happened just a few years ago. That was also why the camp was so popular when it opened up again. A real horror story? Not just one that was told hundreds and thousands of times in other camps. That was priceless! But now, seeing this man in front of him, Kevin was not sure if that was just a bad joke or not.
Then Otis, if that was indeed the masked killer from some years ago, slowly raised his hand. Kevin stared at the hand. There was some sort of rake in it. Still not completely understanding the danger he was in, Kevin just stood there when Otis suddenly lunged at him with the thing in his hands.
“Fuck!” Kevin screamend when the hot pain bit into him. Throwing himself around, he panicked and ran out of the door, leaving a trail of blood behind.
Kevin wasn't easily rattled, he was a lifeguard after all. He'd even seen people drown and experienced the feeling of despair when all the attempts of resuscitation had failed. So he was pretty desensitized compared to some others when it came to death. But this was just unreal. The horror legend, they had used the whole time to keep the campers in line and frighten them into obedience was coming for him!
Stumbling into the rain, that had turned into a downpour by now, he made it into the tool shed, looking for some kind of weapon. What he found instead was a set of keys. He could hardly see anything in the rain and hoped that Otis wouldn't find him either. But he could clearly hear the boards creaking when Otis followed him out of the cabin. Or maybe, hopefully, that was just his imagination acting up.
Then he made his way to the swimming area. He always felt safer in there, maybe because it was his own turf.
Kevin reached the swimming area and threw the door close behind him. Panting, he looked around. There was someone sitting there on the small pier, feet dangling in the water. Slowly Kevin crept closer and put a hand on his shoulder. “You alright?” he asked quietly and moved around to look at the boy. He couldn't help but let out a scream and quickly removed his hand from the very obvious very dead body. Another victim of Otis.
Running out of the Swimming area, Otis attacked him again. Completely out of his mind now, Kevin came at him with everything he had, tore at his clothes, trying to claw at his face hidden under the mask. Eventually, Keving managed to beat him off and Otis vanished into the darkness.
Out of breath and nearly out of his mind, Kevin heard a woman's voice shouting in the kitchen. “Sherry!” he yelled and ran into the dining area. Closing the door behind him, he opened the door that let to the kitchen. Before Sherry could say something, Kevin had already thrown his arms around her and hugged her tight. “You're alive. Thank god, you're alive!” he kept mumbling.
Sherry froze when she heard that and it took her quite some time to calm Kevin down enough for him to tell everything that had happened since they'd parted at the van. All she knew was that someone had locked her in and she'd been more angry than frightened.
But after hearing this, seeing the state Kevin was in and the still bleeding wound in his side, the resolutely grabbed the keys out of his clammy fingers and pushed him away.
“I need to get something from the bunny cabin.” Kevin tried to talk her into getting the others but she was adamant. “We'll do that afterwards. But if there truly is a carnation of a crazed serial killer on a killing spree around here, I need to get into Bunny cabin!”
Leaving Kevin behind, she waded off into the darkness. The two of them made it into the cabin. “Wait here,” Sherry said to Kevin, while she opened a big box on the other end of the room. Kevin couldn't believe his eyes, when Sherry took out a chainsaw. A freaking chainsaw!
“What.. how... I mean, why...” was all he could stammer. Sherry decided to ignore him and went back out again.
She could hear someone screaming for help in Morris' office. She unlocked the door and a very relieved Jody joined her. When she had finally explained the situation to him so that he did actually believe her, her gaze fell onto a gas can. “Hey, grab that, will you? We're going to need this if we want to get out of here. My arms are already kinda full,” lifting the chainsaw to prove her point.
She also shoved the car battery in Jodys hands, which she had picked up earlier. “With this, we might actually be able to repair the car and make it out of here alive.”
Meanwhile, Kevin was on his own. He was still looking around the camp, trying to find out what had happened to C.J. and dreading it. Looking into the stables, he was attacked by Otis again. Still without a weapon, Kevin crawled under some floor boards. Otis was too bulky to follow him there and after a few failed attemps to get to the boy, Otis vanished. After a few minutes had passed, Kevin let out a breath of relieve and wriggled out of his crawlspace. Momentarily lost and confused where he was, he looked around.
They were all still looking for C.J., still hoping he would turn up somewhere, alive and well. Slowly sneaking into Buck cabin, Jody froze when he saw someone standing there. Then he let out a relieved sigh. “Kevin! You're still alive, thank god!” rushing to him, he threw his arms around the bigger guy and hugged him tight. With everything going on and their nerves already blank, Kevin was just as happy to see the other guy and wrapped his arms around Jody in return, holding him tight. After a while, the two boys standing there, embracing each other, enjoying the warms of another body, feeling each others heart beating in their chests....
Eventually, the two of them came to their senses again and it felt rather awkward all of a sudden, pressing up against each other like that...
Both of them turned away a bit and, embarrassed, decided to split up again and finally find out what had happened to C.J.
Oblivious about what had happened in the boys room, Sherry meanwhile had made it to the campfire. There was someone sitting there. Carefully, trying to look everywhere at once, she finally managed to get a glimpse at the figure. A camper was sitting there, alright. In a pool of his own blood. Horrified, she stared at the body but he was unrecognizable. She let out a piercing scream when she saw what had been done to the boy.
Alerted by her screams, Jody rushed to the campfire.
Her screams attracted jody who joined her at the campfire. He pulled her away and tried to drag her with him. He lost her but was unwilling to slow down. Making it back into the supposed safety of Buck cabin, he froze and let out a yelp when he saw a big man standing in there. Before he could turn around and flee, the guy had come closer and grabbed him. It was Old man Ruhus. He shook Jody and cackled maniacally “You're all doomed. DOOOOOOMED!”
Sherry meanwhile had made her way to the sports cabin. Predictably that is where she found C.J. And he was even still alive, which was a big plus. After hearing what had happened and making him actually believe it, he resolutely made his way to the campfire, where he had left his guitar. The only weapon he could think of. But without anything, he felt exposed and helpless.
The others were already on their way to the commons, trying to reach the van parked just behind that cabin, while J.C. made it into beaver cabin. He was standing in there, rain dripping down on him through the roof, looking around for a better weapon. Anything of use, really.
Then he paused. Rain? It wasn't raining anymore... Horrified, he looked up. There was another body dangling from the roof. Screaming, and really believing Sherry for the first time now, he ran outside.
Kevin and Jody were both in the commons already, twitching whenever they heard something or when they thought they saw something. Then the lights went out and the whole camp was plunged into darkness. They both clutched each other for support. Then they both remembered what had happened earlier and let go simultaneously.
Sherry and C.J. finally made their way into the commons, too. Before they could close the door behind them, Otis was already standing there. But Sherry just rushed at him with her chainsaw running. That helped her a lot. Again. Once more, he had fled from them.
The four of them rushed towards the van. Kevin and C.J. getting the new battery in place while Jody filled up the tank, with Sherry keeping watch. She just couldn't be parted with her chainsaw.
Eventually the van was ready. Everybody piled in and Kevin started it. Just when they thought, they were safe, Otis smashed the window and lunged at them, not willing to let his prey get away so easily.
Kevin was struggling to keep the van under control while behind him, Otis was clawing at everything and the others trying to fend him off. In this close quarters, the chainsaw was no use at all and Sherry, C.J. and Jody used all their strength to finally push out Otis.
Kevin looked back at the others. “You guys okay?” he asked, staring at them wideeyed.
They nodded wearily, covered in blood and shards. Then Jody stiffened and pointed ahead. “Lookout!” he screamed. But it was too late.
Kevin didn't manage to make it around the corner in time. The van burst through the guard rails and fell down into Grizzly Gulch. There were no survivors after all...
Robbie looked at his audience expectantly. All of them were staring at him, eyes wide open. Only Karren snorted. “What a stupid story. You really think we'll believe this crap?”
Eyes narrowing, Robbie stared at her. He kept his voice calm though. “And what makes you think I lied to all of you? You all know about the murders that had happened here. Before.” Something in his voice made her hesitate.
Then she stared back into his eyes. “Oh yeah? Then how do you know how everyone died, if there were no survivors?” Karren challenged him.
“Oh? But there were survivors. Weren't you paying attention? Which rather neatly brings me to my favorite part.” He opened his bag at his side and pulled out a mask.
- Last edited Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:39 am (Total Number of Edits: 2)
- Posted Fri Nov 27, 2015 12:19 pm
Oh that Robbie! You have to watch out for him! He's a straaaange one...
Hey, at least his brothers didn't make an appearance. Yet...
You have to give them a little bit of hope.
Hey, you're touching my face...
Awesome. I want it.
Are the expansions EVER coming out??