The Hills

Banshee_head.jpgThe Hills
'''Did you ever hear of the tales of women roaming the hillside? Their moans and screams are heard for miles around. They will slowly start to get louder and louder until they just stop....then what? Well I found out what happens when those screams just stop. It all happened the other night, I work ata lumber yard. I dont really cutthe lumber or even work outside for that matter. I just do the mundane office work. We always get a man, his name is James Roberts. He calls us everyday atleast 5 times a day to complain about us cutting logs near his property. After the 5th call I became fed up with this guy so I decided to take the rest of the day off. It was already 8 o'clock at night anyway and I was the only one at the yard anyway. I got into my car and decided to take my usual way home. My usual way home is using the service road, it is a very fast way home due to there being no traffic. Usually there is nobody on the road but tonight was a special night. The road is very far in the woods so it is pitch black. I remember getting only 3 miles down the road and hearing some noise in the distance. It sounded like a female screaming. I really did not think much of it though. Most of these teenagers go out in the woods to drink and ride their ATV's around. They dont really mess with us so im no to worried. Once I finally get to my home I decide to open all the windows to let a nice fresh breeze in. Once I get home I make some dinner for myself, a microwave meal. About half way through my meal I heard those screams again. This time I thought that it was odd because my house is really far in the woods and I have never heard the kids scream this close to my house. I look outside my window, now outside my window you can see some trees and then after some trees you see the hills. The hills are these amazing beautiful rolling wonders that seem to go on forever. I cant really see that much outside my window due to it being so dark. I decide to let it go and just sit back and relax. I sit down, grab my laptop and start doing some work but then more screams. They are louder. They are more intense too, they had more emotion to them. I close my laptop quickly and race to my closet. I always keep a small handgun in a small opening in my closet wall for protection. I grab the gun and race to the window. As I was doing that the screams were getting louder and louder until they sounded like they were not more than 500 feet from the house. I look outside the window and hear a very loud scream. I step back from the window and the scream gets so loud it sounds like it is right outside the window but then....it stops. I sowly point my gun at the window, shaking. I slowly take my other hand and start to move the curtain from the window slowly. What I see is still engraved in my head. When I opened the curtain I saw a womens bloody face, she had long black hair and her mouth...oh god her mouth. Her mouth was very large and wide...it was like an abyss to. It seemed like it had no end. Then she started to bang her head against the window, screaming at the top of her lungs. The blood was pouring down her face and she would just stare at me. I got scared..I fired a round into her head. That had no effect on her because she just kept on going. Then she stopped, she looekd behind her quickly and begain to scream. She stopped and paused, she looked like she was waiting for someone or something to respond. Then another scream came. Then another and another and another. It sounded like there was atleast 10 of them. She then looked back at the window and started to scream again. I ran into my bedroom and pulled out my machete. I rand back to the window and the screams were gettin louder. When i got back to the window I saw many of them just banging their heads...their bloody heads. I slide my machete through the window breaking it and going deep in one of their heads but it wont come out of their head! Those things just started to pour into my house. I started to fire in wild uncontrolled bursts. They then grabbed me and started to tear my arms and legs apart. One of them tore my stomach open and took my intestines and start to chew into them. Another took my heart and started to nibble it. Another then took the muscle from my bones and started to chew them off like chicken. Once they tore me to bits and had nothing else to eat they started to scream again. Walking out of my house screaming. Moving on to their next target. Do you wanna know how im tell you this? I am those things. We are coming for you. Dont look out your window or I will kill you. I will rip your heart out and drink the blood from your veins and then start to tear the flesh from the bones of your body. We will always find you. We are always in the hills, watching...waiting....'''