User:Scary tortellini

Smile

My friends and I had heard of the mysterious forest, everyone did. Urban legends swept through town after town, raising suspicions about the forest. Referred to, simply, as Forest Green. Not a very ominous name, but the myths following it were enough to make people stay away from old Forest Green. First, if you just look at the damn forest, you wanna walk away. Its trees are so thick, if you bothered walking in, you may notice no light filtered through its leaves. The dark trees wound together, creating entaglements so thick it wasn't worth the time to work your way through the woods. A low, eerie fog always hung around the trees, no matter the weather. That kinda stumped everyone. People say that at the cemter of the forest is a perfectly circular clearing, with not a blade of grass over the diameter of the circle. And in that part is where they die. Multiple deaths have been recorded in Forest Green. A couple, around the age of twenty-five, in the year 1950, decided a romantic walk in the woods was in order. People who live near Forest Green said they saw the couple enter the forest. They heard nothing of the couple for nearly two hours, until they heard a loud shriek of a male and female. The source was quickly tracked to Forest Green, but no bodies were found, until after thirty minutes, the couples bodies were deposited just outside the forest. They had horizontal slashes across their entire body, and a deeper slash in their neck. The oddest part was the smile cut into their faces. Five other occurences similar, if not exactly the same to this were recorded, from unknowing victims, to skeptics, to adventurers looking for a good time.

My name is Daniel. Now that you've heard the legend, its time to hear my story. Roy, Trevor and I were stupid enough to decide we wanted to check this forest out for ourselves. The legend had circulated so long, we just had to. Curiosity, y'know? But like they say... Curiosity killed the cat. We met at 10:00 pm at the edge of Forest Green, the time it was said most of the deaths occured. Trevor, who was quite short with a small physique and dark hair, stood in contrast to Roy, a largely built boy with reddish/blonde hair. We inhaled the green, musty smell of moss and rotting leaves, all of us unwilling to try to rustle our way through the forest. Like always, the mist hung low, impairing our vision. "Maybe we should just bail, man, I think this is a bad idea. The deaths, they actually happened," shivered Trevor, as he pulled his thick dark green winter jacket tighter around him. "No way! We've got bets riding on this. You don't got fifty bucks, man, Bill ((the school bully)) will punch your lights out. You won't make it out of that alive," Roy said, putting on a brave face. I could see, no matter how much he masked it, in his eyes he was scared. "Thats the least of the places I'm worried about dying right now," responded Trevor, eyes ablaze with terror and irritation. I stood silent, staring at the gnarled, twisted trees, grown together like fingers burnt and fused together grotesquely, and gulped. Roy checked his watch. "We should get in and get out. Soon." He quickly corrected himself to make us think he wasn't a coward. "Um, because my parents get up to, um, check on me at 11:00." I rolled my eyes and muttered "Chicken." "Hey!" Roy turned around, glaring at me. "Stop it guys," Trevor said in a semi-bored manner. "We're going in." Roy's look of anger turned to fear, which he quickly concealed. I took a deep breath and nodded. After stepping into the forest and hopping over huge, overgrown roots, we quickly got separated. This unnerved me, but our paths were blocked by the huge knotted trunks of the trees. I walked around for about ten minutes, hopping over roots, and tripping a few times. My rain boots sunk into the thick, wet mud, littered with half decomposed leaves. I pointed my flashlight up and saw that the tall trees really did block out the sky, leaving no moonlight to guide me. I tried not to think of what else might be true here. After walking for another twenty minutes, I decided that trying to find the circle was hopeless and I would just photoshop a picture for proof. I turned on my heels to leave. But then i heard Trevor's scream. Loud and agonized. /Dying/. I ran toward the sound of the scream, wondering if he had been caught in a bear trap, trying to dismiss the thought that he had actually been killed by whatever was in this forest. Along the way, I ran into Roy. "WE HAVE TO LEAVE, MAN!" Roy shouted, his face tracked with tears, and his coat torn. He had multiple scratches raking his face. "No! We have to find Trevor!" I shouted back in his face. "ITS TOO LATE FOR TREVOR, MAN! I SAW HIM. I SAW /IT/." "ROY, YOU'RE CRAZY. He probably got hurt! We have to find him and help him." "OH, HE GOT HURT ALRIGHT. BY... BY..." His face paled as he looked at something behind my back. "OH DEAR LORD!" He screamed loudly, terrified. I looked behind my back but saw nothing. Roy turned and quickly ran the other way, sobbing and screaming, "GOD, NO! NO!" I started panicking. My breaths were shallow and deep. As I regretted my cowardice, I ran towards the way I thought led out. I heard Roy's scream, a bit high pitched and completely terrified. I ran faster. I ran as fast as my damn legs would carry me. I saw a break in the woods-it must be the way out! I ran straight to it but.. This isn't outside. It was the perfect circle. In the middle of the woods. The place people arrive When they're about to die. Stumbling backwards, I whispered, "No, no no, no.." Then muttered.. "No nono no no," Then said.. "No no no no.." Then shouted.. "No, no no no no!" Then howled.. "Nononono no no no no!" Then screamed.. "NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!" Then screamed bloody murder. Because I saw him. It. It was dressed in a white shirt and slacks but had dark hair covering its face. What I could see of the face, though, was a grotesque smile. As it came closer, I saw that its entire body had blood splattered on it like some sick splatterpaint project. I tried to run out, but the trees hardened and knotted behind me into a wall that I just couldn't break through. I dropped my flashlight. It didn't walk, but suddenly appeared closer, at random intervals. Of course I ran, I ran around that damn circle as fast as I could, until I felt an icy grip on my shoulder and a knife at my kneck. The thing's head was right at my shoulder. It smelled sour. Slowly, it drew a large knife. The cold knife cut slashes all of my body, but paralyzed, I could do nothing but scream. And scream. And scream. The gashes got deeper and deeper, my own thick warm blood running down my body. It was agonizing, feeling my own meat tear and veins sever, releasing blood to flow. "Smile..." It whispered breathily as it cut a smile into my face. "I'm saving you from a ruined world."