The sun was setting over the treetops of the forest that you and your friends chose to camp in. The sky had colors of purples, pinks, dark blues, that faded to black. You admired the stars that sparkled through the canopy of dark trees. The three of you rarely had time off to get together for anything fun and the city was always boring, so why not camp out for a week? What could possibly go wrong? >:)
"Alright bitches we are telling campfire stories," Chester announced as he grabbed a flashlight," not the rated E for everyone kind but the rated, I can't sleep due to how horrifying it was that Disney had to leave!"
Brook sighed and took a bite of her toasted marshmellow,"Is it going to be some hot killer or something cheesy or both?"
"Wha- I- ...no...." Chester looked away in embarrassment," ok maybe-"
You smiled and looked at Brook," Well I have no stories at the moment so maybe break out an urban legend or something. By the way what happened to your third friend?"
"Oh," Brook shrugged," The boss kept her on overtime or some shit like that."
"Hah."
The group sat in brief silence until Brook's eyes lit up.
"Alright kiddos its story time! Rumors say that a monsterous entity resides in the depths of this forest hunting any human that dares to enter. As the story goes, two people were driving through the forest on the classic, dark and stormy night. They end up crashing into a fallen tree and decided to shelter in a nearby mansion. And they were never seen again."
"Boooo, wheres the random group of idiots that die?" complained Chaster caused Brook to laugh.
"WE, are the group of idiots!"
"What! Nooo I can't die before that party!"
The group spent the rest of the night talking and cracking jokes before heading off to bed.
You woke up to the sound of someone walking around outside. It was probably one of them planning a prank or something. You turned over to drift away again when you noticed your phone was on. Taking it from your bag you rubbed your eyes as they adjusted to the bright screen. There were a couple recent notifications from your friends.
Seems like Brook left to go get something from the car which was a mile away. And Chester came with her.
Alright then thats normal. Brook hates to admit it but she is creeped out being in the dark woods alone.
But if they were there then who is at the camp?
Your thoughts briefly remembered the story but dismissed it as a mere urban legend. Maybe if you are very quiet, whatever it is will just leave. Right?
...........
You somehow went back to sleep.
When you got out of your tent, you didn't expect to see Brook holding a frying pan and Chester poking a person on the ground with a stick.
"What the hell?"
"I caught this guy sneaking around, in my defense he DID sneak up on me while I was trying to cook breakfast here."
Oh great, so there was some creep in the camp last night. The person groaned and rubbed their head as they regained consciousness.
"Hi hot guy!"
"Chester I swear to god you are hopeless-"
After interrogating him, he introduced himself as Jon and explained that he had gotten lost in the forest due to a little accident. He dodged the question as to what was the accident until the group gave up.
"I hope it won't trouble you guys if I joined you until we get back to the city, right?"
" I don't reall-"
"Sure tag along sir!" Chester cuts in before Brook could throw Jon back into the forest. Brook sighed in defeat, once Chester has his sights on someone there is no convincing him otherwise...unless you mention a certain someone ehe.
Later that day, you decided to go on a walk. Brook tagged along while Chester stayed with Jon at the camp.
The woods were eerily quiet, no weird insects, no chirping, nothing except the sound of your footsteps on some random dirt path.
"Chester is going to totally murder Jon while we're out here." Brook remarked as she walked beside you.
"Hah, yeah. Its not like anything could easily scare away that crazy boy anyway."
"Why do I get the feeling that something is watching us?"
"Nice try Brook, but that doesn't work on me."
"Yeah I know, lets head back to see if the camp is burned down or not."
As the both of you head back, a cool looking flower caught your eye and breifly distracted you. When you look back, Brook was gone. Damn it, she left without me.
Did you get lost? Yes.
Luckily you brought your bag with you in case something like this happened. After spamming your friends with some texts, you found some shade under a tree to wait for one of them to find you. Around an hour later, you heard someone nearby. You get up and run towards it.
"Took you guys long enough, I-"
You stopped as soon as you saw that it wasn't someone you knew. Crap this is awkward.
"Oh sorry uh-"
"Are you lost?" he asked.
"Yeahhh, I mistook you for one of my friends. Sorry about that."
"Oh its not a problem, I am also a bit lost myself."
Man, there seems to be a lot of random people in this forest.
"I am Timothy, and you?"
"Y/n, nice to meet you Timmy."
Timothy inwardly cringed at the name but you didn't notice. But continued walking with a small smile.
The both of you wandered through the forest for a bit in the hopes of finding the road or the camp. Then you find a mansion, just sitting there, randomly, in the middle of this weird ass forest.
Now normally you would turn around and walk away but Timothy insisted to go in and ask for directions. And of course, he dragged you along.
So now you were waiting by the entrance of the mansion for him to find the owner. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours.
Alright, I'm leaving this creepy place without him. You went to open the door but it was locked?
Greatttttt.
Little did you know that your friends had left thinking that you got lost and hitched a ride back home due to Jon intercepting your texts and texting them something different. And you were about to find out why the fuck you were stuck here.
The halls were dimly lit and very confusing. Some rooms were empty while others lead to different hallways. You eventually find a pair of doors that looked important. Maybe its another exit?
You opened it. Nope, it was another room much to your disappointment. Then you spot Timmy.
"There you are!" You walked up to him," I was wondering what was taking you so long, but since the doors are locked I was wondering if you found another way out or something?"
He started to laugh.
"Tim?"
"Darling there is no other way out."
You step back in confusion. Then you noticed his eyes had changed. Were they silver before?
"My lord, I got rid of them like you asked."
JoN?! You knew that guy was sketchy as fuck. Realizing you probably fell for an obvious trap, you mentally slapped yourself.
"I'm so dead."
"Not exactly," said Jon," I believe we can drop the silly name now. Let me introduce Lord Morfosi, the owner of this mansion and the deity of this forest."
You had slowly inched back towards the doors during this. Maybe there was a window or a place to hide.
"Theres no use in running," Morfosi said," I can easily find you no matter where you hide."
"Ok thats cool, but why am I here if I am not going to die then?"
He smiled and walked up to you staring straight into your eyes.
"I admit, I have been watching you for some time now. And things do get lonely here with only Jon to keep me company."
If Chester was you right now he would be going crazy.
"So what better way to spice things up for once than by getting to know someone better, or more specifically you."
You were halfway out the door attempting an escape anyway because why not, "That sounds nice, good for you ahahah but I really should be going. Its flattering, really, but-"
You then run off.
Morfosi sighed as Jon chuckled.
"She'll get used to this in no time my lord. Humans are odd things afterall." Jon said and patted his friend on thd back.
"Did you make sure to tell the servants not to attack her?" Morfosi asked to which Jon froze.
"....."
Morfosi quickly runs off to prevent you from dying.
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أدب الهواة(Mostly Secret of Myers and Therapy with Albert Krueger) *quick disclaimer: artwork isnt mine obviously*