Everyone is getting in bed slowly tonight. I understand.
No one wants to sleep, not after Sharon, another camper from cabin nine disappeared last night.
I feel chills run down my back when our camp counsellor yells lights out. The darkness and night that is too quiet for my liking only adds to my fear.
"Walter?"I hear James voice from the bunk above me whisper.
We are all awake. I look at my watch, it's 11:51 , time to go.
I hear everyone else getting their shoes on as we prepare to go, and go fast." Cmon everyone, we gotta go get in the trees before..." I didn't finish.
We hear thumping footsteps outside and a set of feet climbing up the steps to the door of our cabin. He's here.
We were too late. I spot James climbing out the window and all the other boys behind them, I decide to follow them.
I hear the wood splitting as the person tries to break into our cabin door.
I was the last one to get out of the window just as he kicks the door down.
We forgot our camp counsellor. I hear a blood curdling scream, and then it was quiet.
That's our cue to find a tree and get up fast.
The group of boys finally meets up with the girls from cabin 10.
A girl called Nancy speaks up "The other children have hidden here before, he knows we will be in these trees, she pauses before asking "Any suggestions?" Follow me," I say as I begin to move away from the cabins.
The others follow behind me, we run as fast as we can through the forest.
The footsteps are getting closer..... we finally get to a patch of trees and everyone quickly scurries up one.
"Cmon James, if you don't start climbing......" I turn around to say, but that's then I realize James isn't here." James?!" I call trying as best I can to keep fear out of my voice, for the other camper's sake.
But I'm too late. I hear his soft pleas for help, and then a scream that breaks my heart, an eerie silence, more footsteps follow.
I can feel my pulse getting faster as the murderer's pace quickens.
He won't stop, not until none of us are left............
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Camp Lodgepole
HorrorCamp Lodgepole... an ordinary summer camp..... but then it mysteriously closes in 1943.. 74 years later..... it mysteriously opens again, the children are thrilled, but only their grandparents, who are former campers know the truth. Children start d...
