Short Stories

Camping Death

Walking down a path through the forest, two idiots laughed as they chugged beers. Clueless to what happens to be lurking in that forest. They already set up their tent, while still sober and so they took a 'friendly' nature walk.

The men threw their beers into the forest as a means to dispose of them, before cracking open another and drinking till they couldn't stand anymore. As the day came to an end, the men pulled out their sleeping bags and snored away. Too drunk to notice the creature hunched over beside their tent.

The creature looked starved and small. No ears, no nose, but a mouth stuck slightly open for bugs to crawl in and out as it didn't move. And it's eyes, closed shut by what looks like dried blood. It wasn't until it stood that it's long claws and tall figure was truly noticed.

Stalking to the front of the tent, it stood motionless. As if thinking, wondering even- are these two really that stupid? They had left the front open and now the creature could stand before the men. Opening its eyes slowly, the dried blood fell off and it stood with it's big eyes watching the men.

The creature was like a statue, it's movements mimicked that of a rusty machine, taking it's time with curious filled eyes. Not once did it blink.

Then, it crouched before them entering the tent. Leaning over the sleeping corpses, or soon to be corpses I should say.

The creature used its nails to cut open their chests, giving time for the blood to pool out. The two men woke with a jolt and their screams filled the silence, as the creature punctured their spinal cords to paralyze them.

After cutting holes into each of them, the creature hovered over to let the bugs crawl out of its mouth and into the open wound. Closing the wound by pushing the skin together, it let goo fall from its mouth and seal the wound. Enclosing the insects inside.

After a couple of weeks, the men were found dead, with millions of baby bugs crawling around inside them.