Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24466828-20160409032837

Before reading this, make sure you read part 1 or else you won't get what's going on in this one.

Here's a link to part 1: A Hike in the Woods

I didn't remember much when I passed out. There were a few times when I regained consciousness slightly for a few short moments, but then I passed out again. The first time when I woke up, my arms and legs were fastened against a wooden board by thick rope. I weakly looked around and I saw two of them carrying me from my left, two of them carrying me from the right, one of them carrying me from behind, and one of them carrying me from the front. There were many more of them surrounding me also. I passed out again. The second time when I woke up, I was in some sort of a barn. It was very dark so I couldn't see much. I was placed up against a wooden wall and there was a small hole in the wood so all I could see were the ropes holding me down to the wooden plank. I passed out again.

The next time when I woke up, I was in a small wooden shed. I tried to move, but I couldn't because I was still tied to the plank. I was standing upright this time. As soon as I looked up, I was shocked to see 4 other people tied up as well.

When they saw me, one of them said "Hey guys, he's awake".

I got a better look at them. The first one of them was very tall. He had black hair and pale skin. The second one was a little smaller than me. He had blond hair, slightly tanned skin, and he looked a little overweight. The third one had short black hair. He looked about the same height as the first one and he had black skin. The fourth one looked a little taller than me. He had light brown hair and tan skin.

I asked "What the hell is going on?".

The third one said "I was simply walking through the woods and then those guys just jumped on me and stuck some sort of a needle in my arm".

"That's what happened to me too" I said.

"What are they going to do with us" the fourth one said.

The second one said "I don't want to think about the answer to that question."

We were talking for about 2 hours. I was just as confused and scared as the next guy was. None of us knew who captured us and what was going to happen to us. I didn't know if they were going to kill us, torture us, or leave us here until we die of thirst.

As it grew darker, it was pitch black and the only thing I could see was myself when I looked down. I then heard footsteps coming from outside. At first, there was a little of them, but then I heard a ton of people outside. What was going on outside? Suddenly, one of them opened the door and we saw that we were in the middle of a field. There were dozens of those people outside. They picked us up and were carrying us to the center of the field. I looked around, and there were dozens of them just staring at us as we were being carried to the center.

Finally, we were carried it to the center of the field. I looked to my left and saw a large pile of dirt with a ton of small, wooden twigs sticking out of it.

I quietly muttered "What the hell is that?"

They stood us upright, and rested us against 5 trees. When they put us down, I heard a crack. I looked to my left and I saw that there was a large crack next to the rope holding my left hand down. I now started to realize that the board I was attached to was slightly rotten. I could maybe escape it if I was able to break loose. I tugged at it, but I couldn't break free. I tried even harder and it still wouldn't work.

I noticed that one of them was standing around a large rock. He looked like he was waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, the rock began to glow a bright red. He yelled to the entire crowd in some weird language, and he stood next to them.

I then heard all of them saying a weird chant. It was in some kind of a weird language so I couldn't make it out. As they were doing it, a few of them were walking over to us and they took the first person and started carrying him to the center. He was screaming and cursing at them as they were carrying him. I tried tugging at the cracked wood again. They then laid him down on the grass and one of them was standing over his body. They started chanting louder and louder. As there voice was increasing, I noticed that the man standing over him was slowly lifting a knife over his head. My eyes grew big. I knew what was about to happen to him. They kept on chanting louder until suddenly the man stabbed the knife down into his chest. He screamed in pain. The man lifted up the knife and stabbed him again. He kept on stabbing him until he died. I tried to break my arm loose again. I heard another crack.

They went to take someone else with them. I tried even harder to break free. One by one, they were taking us. I was slowly able to crack the wood even more. Eventually, they took the fourth person and I was the last one left. I had to release myself now. I was violently shaking at it in an attempt to break free. Just then, I got free of it. I used that hand and started untying the rope holding my other arm. I looked up and they were slowly starting to chant louder for him too. I untied the rope on my arm and I started untying the 2 ropes holding my feet down. I used one hand to untie the rope, and the other one to hold onto the wooden plank so I wouldn't fall over, alerting them that I was about to escape. They were still chanting louder. I untied the rope holding my left foot down. I just had one rope left to go. I started untying it. They were chanting really loud now. Eventually, I untied that rope and I started running away into the woods. I had to get as far away as possible. I didn't know how much time I had.

About ten seconds after I started running, they stopped chanting and I heard him screaming in pain too. I ran faster. Eventually, his screams died down so I assumed that he died as well. I kept on running. I didn't dare look behind myself in fear that I would trip and fall.

While I was running, someone suddenly tackled me to the floor. It was one of them and he tried to inject me with the same black liquid. I kicked him in the ribs and he fell off of me. I then took the needle and stuck it into his eye. He was screaming in pain on the ground so I continued running. I had to move as fast as possible.

I looked back for a brief moment to see how many of them were behind me. There were at least ten of them. I turned around only to have a large tree branch hit me in the face. I fell to the ground. The branch made me feel dizzy for a short second. When I regained focus, I realized that it was one of them who hit me. I shouldn't have looked back. I don't know why I did it after I told myself not to. I guess I was just in a panic. I grabbed him and tried to kick him off of me, but before I could get him off, the people who were behind me caught up to me and they all pinned me to the ground. They lifted me up and were hurrying back to the field I nearly escaped. I tried getting away, but I was unable to. I tried punching one of them, kicking one of them, head-butting one of them, and I even tried clawing one of them. There were too many of them and I was no match compared to all of their strength combined. Finally, they reached the field which I almost escaped earlier. They were bringing me to the man who stabbed the other 4 people I was with earlier.

We passed by a tree so I tried hanging onto one of its branches with my left hand which I had some freedom of. One of them kept on punching my hand and the other ones all tried pulling my hand free of it. Eventually, I let go of it and they had control over me again. They all grabbed me very firmly this time so I couldn't move at all. I began to accept that I was going to die. I looked to my left one last time and I saw the same glowing red rock. There were about 5 of them nearby it and they looked like they were in a hurry to kill me. Suddenly, the red glow turned into black. The people carrying me instantly dropped me and they looked terrified. Suddenly, the rock started to lift up by itself.

A loud, deep voice started to chant the phrase "You're too late" over and over again. Suddenly, the black glowing rock moved across the air and it went straight into the dirt pile with twigs sticking out of it that I saw earlier.

I started to get up and then one of those people jumped on me and tried choking me to death. Regardless of how hard I tried, I couldn't get him off and there was nothing that I could use to hit him with. Suddenly, he gasped for air and he grabbed his neck almost like someone was grabbing him. Just then an unseen force picked him up and threw him across the field. I looked to my right and I saw another one of them get thrown across the field by the same unseen force. There were several of them getting thrown across the field. One of them landed right next to me and he hit his head on a rock a couple feet away from me. I heard a loud snap. They were now running to the dirt pile now and they were screaming at it in the same weird language.

Suddenly, something long and red which looked to be a tentacle popped out of it and it grabbed one of them who were standing nearby. It pulled him to the dirt pile. He screamed one last time just before it pulled him inside it. I got up at this point. Another tentacle popped out of it and it pulled another one of them in. The dirt pile started to rise. All of them were backing up from it and some were running away. I had no idea what was about to happen.

Just then, I was shocked to see a massive, red monster get up from it. It's head ripped open to reveal a large set of teeth. It had razor sharp claws, large spines which stuck out of its back, and dozens of the red tentacles. I nearly fainted at the sight of looking at it. It wrapped one of its tentacles around one of the people standing in the front and everyone started running away at that point. It lifted the man up and it bit down on him hard. I heard him scream out in pain and it then swallowed him. It started running at the men at this point. I started running as well.

I looked back and saw what it was doing to them. It was tearing some of them apart with its claws, it was kicking some of them so they would go flying across the field, and it was eating other men. It grabbed a tree, ripped it out of the ground like a blade of grass, and chucked it at a group of them. I turned back around and continued trying to run away. I heard deep moans, loud crashing sounds, and the screams from the men as they ran for their lives. I ran into the woods, and I tried to get as far away from them as possible. Nothing was more important to me than escaping. I looked ahead of me, and I saw a tree getting thrown up into the air along with several of the people. I heard its moans coming from in front of me. I changed directions and started running the other way. It somehow got in front of me. I guess that it was able to run fast or something.

I think that this was the fastest and longest that I ever ran before in my life. After running for so long, I grew tired and I fell to the ground. My legs were aching and I could hardly breathe. It was quiet now. I couldn't hear the monster or the people. Did it only intend to kill them and did it leave or something?

I slowly got up and regained my breath. I was still shaking in fear by what happened back there. Who were these people and what was that monster? Many questions were left unanswered in my head. I looked around to see if I could see it. It was quiet all around me. I didn't want to stay put so I decided to continue running. Eventually, I approached a small stream of water. I decided to follow it since I was pretty much lost at this point.

A strong sense of paranoia kept on grinding at my back the entire time. I kept on thinking that the monster or some of the men were about to find and kill me. It's kind of like when you're in a haunted house and you fear someone popping out at you. Imagine that those people who jump out at you are trying to kill you. That's what I felt.

Upon walking, I found a few trees broken thrown down to the ground. They looked as if they had been broken as easy as toothpicks. I looked down at the river and I saw a red stream of blood slowly moving past me. I looked ahead to see several of the men lying down by the stream. Most were dead. Some were missing a few body parts and some were torn in half. Some people were flattened as the monster probably crushed them.

I saw that one of the people who died had his legs crushed under a tree. There was a sharp piece of wood clutched in his hand which had his blood on it. There were several large cuts on his leg with some of his muscles torn out. He died in an attempt to cut his own legs off as a last attempt to escape. I saw another one who looked like he had been thrown on the ground. He was coughing up his own blood, and it looked like many of his bones were broken. The difference between him and the others was that he was still alive. He was suffering and when he saw me, he pointed to a large rock nearby while making quiet whispers which I could not make out. He was begging for me to put him out of his misery.

I stared at him for a few minutes and left. Why should I have helped him? After all the shit he put me through, why should I show an act of kindness to him? I walked by the scene and left. I didn't look back at the man I left to suffer. I thought that if I had survived this, I didn't want to have a clear memory of what his face looked like. His moans slowly got quieter as I walked away.

I kept on watching my back as I slowly made my way out of there. Suddenly, I heard a loud scream as one of the people were thrown across the forest. He crashed into a tree headfirst and fell onto the ground. I looked to my left and I saw a dark figure quickly moving my way. Before I could get an understand on that situation, I noticed a large tree which came flying at the stream. It hit the trees nearby the stream and stopped instantly. Several more people came after them. One of them hit the tree, bounced off of it, and continued flying my way. Another one missed all the trees, but hit his head on a large rock. A few men were running out of the trees. One was limping, one had an arm missing, and the other one appeared to be in a good condition. When they saw me, they started chasing me. I saw a rock nearby and I threw it at the one who looked okay. It knocked him down, landed on his chest, and rolled off of him. The other 2 were farther behind me since they were injured. I looked at the woods again and I could see that the monster was about to catch up to us. I saw a sewage pipe and decided to hide in there.

When I was climbing into it, the monster emerged from the trees. The well man who I threw the rock at was getting up. The man with an arm missing was trying to run away further down the stream and the limping man was trying to run my way. I looked up at the monster and I saw that it was holding another man in its hands. When it emerged, it stared at him for a second and threw him down at the ground, the fall killed him. After seeing it, I quickly got completely inside the pipe. The limping man was still trying to get to me and the well man was trying to run in the opposite direction that the man with one arm ran.

One of its tentacles grabbed the well man. He was screaming at it in the same weird language. It lifted him up and ate him. The limping man was just about to catch me. I was afraid that he would give away my hiding spot. Luckily, the monster crushed him under its huge claws. It ran for the man who was missing an arm. After taking a deep breath, I hesitantly peeked out of the pipe to see the monster chasing the man. It was slowly starting to catch up to him. The 2 then turned corners so I couldn't see them. I heard a loud crash and the monster was slowly going back my direction. I went back inside the pipe and tried to make as little noise as possible.

It stomped by me and went in the other direction. After peeking out another time, I saw it head in the opposite direction. After I was certain that it left, I ran in the direction it didn't go through. After turning the corner, I saw what happened to the man who was chased down. He was stomped on by it. All of his bones were crushed, his head was exploded, and all of his entrails were spilled throughout the ground. Some of his limbs such as a few fingers and other flattened organs were floating down the river which now had a faint red color to it. I didn't want to look at him so I turned and continued running.

After running for several more minutes, I turned a corner to find the bridge which I walked across to enter here. I breathed a sigh of relief and I darted up the hill. The dirt around the hill was loose and I kept on slipping down it a few times, but I wouldn't give up. I tried grabbing tree roots, rocks, and anything else I could find which could give me a good grip and extra balance. Eventually, after a difficult trek up the hill, I finally reached the top of it. I looked up, and I saw the parking lot which I walked across to get here. I glanced around quickly to see my car in the parking lot.

When I got to it, my brief moment of hope was instantly destroyed when I realized that I didn't have my keys with me. As soon as I realized that, it felt like someone had just shot me through the heart. I came all this way just to be right next to my car which I couldn't even use. I could've smashed the car window with a rock, but I didn't know how to hotwire a car.

My only hope was to run down the main road and make it in to the city which was a little over 3 miles away from where I was standing. I knew that I had to make up my mind soon because standing here wasn't going to change anything. I hoped for the best and started running down the road and into town.

After running for a few minutes, I was running out of breath and I found myself running slower. All of a sudden, one of the people in the black hoodie came out from the woods and tackled me to the ground. Since I was weak, I found that my attempts to fight back were futile. He grabbed my hair and he was hitting my head against the pavement. I used any remaining strength I could muster to throw him off of me. I was unable to do so, but I did free one of my legs. I kicked him and he fell off of me. I got up and now that I had the upper hand, I started choking him. As I did so, I thought of every ounce of physical and emotional pain that he and the rest of them caused me. This made me choke him harder. A part of me was telling me to show him mercy, but I had no incentives whatsoever to show him mercy. He tried pushing me off, but I wouldn't budge. I picked up his head and I started hitting his head against the ground in hopes of speeding up the process. I didn't want him to escape, and kill me at the last second.

I heard someone coming from behind me so I turned around to find one of them running at me. I knew that I wouldn't be able to finish him off in time so I hit his head against the ground one last time and got up to fight him. As soon as I caught up to him, he stabbed me in my back with a knife. I tackled him to the ground, and he dropped the knife. We were both trying to get to the knife first. We were both grabbing onto each other in attempts of getting the upper hand. I decided to head butt him. My head hurt too, but I hit his head against the pavement as I head butted him so I was in a slightly better shape than him. I tried crawling to the knife, but he grabbed my foot. I grabbed the knife and I stabbed his arm so he let me go. He tried holding my arm back as I tried to push the knife down into his chest. Since I was a bit stronger than him, I slowly overpowered him. The knife started to pierce his chest as he slowly got a bit weaker the deeper I stuck it into him. Eventually, he let go of the knife and I stuck it all the way into his body. He was gagging as I pulled it out. I kept on stabbing him with it until he finally died.

I got up and I looked at the guy who I started fighting. He was squirming on the ground and he was too weak to fight me. I walked up to him, deciding whether or not I should show him mercy. He suddenly scratched one of my legs with his left hand, so I yelled and kicked his hand away. He was trying to grab my legs, and he eventually tripped me. He scratched my legs for a bit. I freed my right leg, and I kicked him in the face as hard as I could. He dropped me so I got up and stabbed him in the arm he used so he wouldn't be able to do it again. Unfortunately for him, as I went to stab him, he tried to punch the knife away, and as he did so, he swung so hard that the knife slit his left wrist. I backed up a couple steps as he was slowly losing blood. I was about to finish him of, but I remembered the guy I left to die in the woods. I ignored him.

When I got up, my head hurt tremendously for being smacked against the ground. I didn't realize how much pain I was in until now after I got a chance to catch my breath. I almost fell over due to how dizzy I was. Also, the knife wound in my back hurt as well. Luckily, it was just a flesh wound so it wasn't anything serious. I still tried to keep on going. After I took a few steps, I fell over. I got up again and I was able to take a few more steps before I fell over a second time. I got up again and I tried walking a bit slower this time. After taking several steps, I nearly fell over, but I caught myself with my hand before I completely fell over. I got up and I tried walking again. I didn't fall over, but I had several close calls of losing my balance. When I started running, I fell over again and I wasn't able to catch myself this time. I laid on the ground for a minute or so and I decided to keep going. When I got up, I felt a bit dizzy, but I got over it, and started running again. My head still hurt a lot, but I was able to run this time without falling over. About twenty seconds in, I decided to look back at the guy who's wrist was slit one last time. He was still suffering on the ground. A big pool of blood was now collected by his body.

After several more minutes of running, I found a bicycle shop on the side of the road. There was a bike trail which connected through here so there were several of them left out. They were locked to a metal post, but I found a shovel nearby the building which I could use to break one of the locks. I picked it up, and with one mighty swing, I hit it against the lock. It didn't break at first so I tried again. It still didn't break. This time, I rested the shovel on the lock, and stepped on the shovel. I hoped that I could use all of my weight to break it. I heard a crack come from the lock, but it didn't break. I did this several times until I finally broke it off.

I felt lucky, took the bike out, and began riding it. Luckily, me head and balance were well enough for me to control it. Since the bike was faster and more efficient than just running, I would be able to move faster. Suddenly, I saw a huge red light coming from the trees. I instantly looked up to see what it was. I saw an enormous patch of red light move down from the clouds. My eyes were drawn to it. Suddenly, I saw the giant, red monster rise up from the trees as it was being lifted up into the clouds. I was mesmerized from the site of it. As the monster disappeared into the clouds, the red light disappeared. The clouds up above it were glowing red until they slowly faded to the black sky again.

You know that one feeling when you realize that you just did something really stupid, and you're about to get hurt as a result of what you did? For example, it's kind of like when you punch someone and they get real pissed at you. Well, I felt that as soon as I realized that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going for the past minute. My mind snapped back into reality and I turned around. However, by the time I did, it was too late. My bike had veered off of the road. As I struggled to stop it, the front wheel got caught on a set of twigs sticking up as my bike was flipped over. The handlebars got caught on a bigger branch so my bike was locked into place. However, I wasn't locked to the bike I was riding so I fell into a ditch, and I hit my head on the ground which was fairly hard ground. As soon as that happened, I heard something crack in my head. My vision got fuzzy, and when I tried to lift my head up, I fell back down again. I then passed out.

...

When I woke up, I was in a hospital. I had a cast on my head, and I heard the sound of a machine beeping. I later found out that I suffered a major concussion when I crashed, and that I passed out. Also, since it got real cold that night, I had hypothermia. A truck driver noticed me in the morning at 6:00AM. The doctors said that I would've died if I had laid there for another hour. I checked out of the hospital that day. I didn't tell anyone about the monster. There was no way that they would've believed me. Fuck, I'd likely be put in a mental hospital for saying something as bat-shit crazy as this. However, the police did find all of the bodies from the people that I and the monster killed. After they saw trees uprooted, giant footprints, and people smashed to pieces, I was quickly ruled out as a suspect.

When questioned by the police, I just told them that I didn't remember anything. I told them that my concussion might have given me amnesia. After several months of failed attempts at trying to bring my memory back, they decided to let me go. The cops continue to search the area to this day. They found the 4 other bodies of the people that were killed, they found the hill where the monster burst out of, and they found the glowing rock which was thrown in the pile. Only now, it wasn't glowing anymore. To my knowledge, they have still found nothing.

Nobody, but me knows what really happened to this day. Maybe, it's best to keep it that way. After all of that cleared up, I moved out of my suburb, and I am now living in a big city. I don't want to say my exact location to protect my identity from, well, I guess whatever might be still out there.

To this day, I still have no idea what happened there. Could that have been some sort of a group practicing witchcraft? Also, what was that monster? Was it some sort of a demon from hell? Also, why did it leave all of a sudden. Maybe, it had some way of knowing whether it killed everyone, and it left after they all died. If that's the case however, why didn't it kill me? Maybe, I was never a target to begin with as I wasn't a part of whatever group/cult that they were a part of. The answers to those questions are none of my concern, and I have no interest in discovering those answers.

I just want to live the rest of my life in peace, away from forests. 