My Own Stories

My Bloody Cabin

I approached the dark and abandoned cabin in the woods, my heart racing with excitement. The moon was full, casting an eerie glow on the surrounding trees. My mind was consumed with thoughts of the terror I was about to inflict, the screams that would pierce the night, the blood that would spill.

I had been planning this for months, carefully selecting my victims and plotting my every move. I had selected a group of teenagers who were foolish enough to venture into the woods for a weekend camping trip. They thought they were safe, but they were wrong.

As I crept closer to the cabin, I could hear the sounds of laughter and music emanating from within. They were completely unaware of the danger that lurked just outside. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I reached for the knife that was tucked into my waistband.

I took a deep breath and burst into the cabin, catching them all by surprise. They screamed and scrambled to their feet, but it was too late. I moved swiftly, slicing through the air with my knife and striking my first victim. The blood sprayed across the room, and I reveled in the sight of their terror.

The others tried to run, but I was too quick for them. I chased them through the cabin, my knife flashing in the moonlight. They screamed and begged for mercy, but I was merciless. I took pleasure in their fear, their pain, their desperation.

One by one, I took them down. I watched as their lifeless bodies hit the floor, their blood pooling around them. I laughed at their pitiful attempts to fight back, relishing in the power I held over them.

As the last of them lay dying at my feet, I felt a rush of satisfaction wash over me. I had achieved my goal, and I had done it with precision and finesse. I cleaned up the scene and disappeared into the night, leaving no trace of my presence.

But my thirst for blood was not yet quenched. I knew that there would be more victims, more opportunities for me to indulge in my darkest desires. And I was ready for them.

As I walked away from the cabin, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of the terror I had just inflicted. I was the ultimate predator, and there was no one who could stop me.