The Forbidden Footage

Chapter 10

   The dance stopped...The ghosts disappeared and the singing from the wholesome spirit disappeared like magic. Wait what? That is different. What happened? Are they furious with us? I don't understand....Why did it all stop. "Robin...I think the show is over, we need to look for evidence..." Tanya stated. "Right.." I said. AFTER ALL, we were not here to be entertained, we were here because we needed to get something done...."Try looking around, we might come across something...." Tanya suggested.

     The next thing you know, I went up to the dock where that one teen died...Damn it felt so psycho-semantic. I was actually really timed to walk on it at first...was some monster going to pop out of the lake and get me??? Was I going to make it out alive??? STOP BEING SO PARANOID! YOU ARE OVER THINKING THIS ROBIN!! GET IT TOGETHER GIRL!!!!

     I walked on the dock at a slow pace. I could hear the dock creaking as I took a step...Is this dock old? I mean it has to be considering this has been around ever since our parents were little. It's not like this place was renovated or something like that. I stared straight ahead...I saw some water bubbling up like what you would see in a hot tub....I was super leery of walking closer to it...."Maybe you should check it out..." Tanya told me. "I don't know about this Tanya...What if it is a trap?" I questioned her. "Don't be so ridiculous. Don't stand by the edge of the dock...Just look at it from a couple of feet...." She instructed me. She is right. It's not like I am going to do so something so foolish by JUMPING INTO THE RIVER...Who in their right mind would do such a dumb thing..hahaha

     I continued to walk so cautiously...and calmly...I was as slow as a turtle now....I made a cringing face and I was getting closer....BLAH!!! Wait?! Never mind....

     I finally got up close to the edge...not too close...though....

     I saw the water bubbling and it was so bizarre. "Is there anything under here?" I asked Tanya. "I really don't know...I am not jumping into that water Robin.." Tanya shivered while trying to speak. "Well I guess none of us our going to find out..." I stated.

     RING! RING! RING! RING! Taylor was calling me...via FaceTime. "Hello what's up?" I asked him...I saw him on the screen and he was cold as ice...."I have hand warmers with me but I still don't know if my body temperature is going to stay the same....The nameless killer didn't even turn up the heat...Maybe he likes to have his victims rot....I still don't feel safe...I am not going to make one false move...I don't know where he is....I just don't want to fall into another trap...here at Camp Untergang....I don't even like saying that name..." He quivered..."Dude just relax....Just keep an eye out....Look through that small window..." I said...I forgot that there was a small little window that was at the bottom of the left hand side of the wall..."What do you see?" I asked him. "Nothing really except for a dead rat and a white tube that leads to the floor...It looks like a small little closet...And the inside of the door has a little mirror or some sort of reflection...I don't know why the hell there is a rat there...that is dead...but maybe it's apart of an experiment??? Perhaps?? Wait...I hear him coming!!!" He shrieked under his breath. "Quick! Shut up and keep quiet!!!!" I insisted him....I could see that the camera panned onto the little window...My friend was intimidated himself and I saw the feet of the nameless criminal walk into the closet thingy and I saw him attaching Velcro and some sort of restraints on the back of the wall....He even came down to the dead rat....I saw his disturbing black plague mask and I saw red woman's lipstick on him...His nails were even painted pink...Weird. Why does this man have pink nails? A guy would get teased for that if he was walking around in school like that...So abnormal....I saw him smile and he had caterpillar and cicada parts in between his teeth..."My dear little precious..." He said to the rotting dead rat..."I am so sorry..." He said in a spooooooooookkkkkyyyyyyy vvvvvvooooiiiiiccccceeeee......"I so apologize that you are not going to join the rest of your brothers and sisters for a huge supper....I am so sorry for your loss.." He says to himself. He was talking to himself while looking in the mirror....What is this guy up to???? He then proceeds to open his mouth...It was wide open and he tilted his head back up to the ceiling...The light in the closet was bright and then it went off...The bulb blew out..."Aww that is ok...Anyways bone appetit...." He dropped the disgusting little critter in his mouth and chewed it slowly...I could see rat blood coming out of his mouth and I could hear the bones breaking...He spat out the carcass and he smiled...."Tonight is going to be an EXCELLENT NIGHT...HAHA..." He shouted out loud....He exited the closet and closed the door...On the reflective door, there was a colored skull face...It looked like it had green, sparkling red colors on it......"This guy is super messed up in the head...." Taylor said..."You do realize he is nameless because his parents left him there as a baby....They both went off to fly to Japan and then never came back....." Taylor informed me. "The rest of the campers tried to take care of him as a teeny tiny infant....But they even didn't give him a name....They just took care of him and tried what they could do...But as he grew a little older, there are these mean campers who beat him sometimes and he was picked on...and they sometimes just locked him in here as a child....AS A FRIGGIN CHILD!!!!! HE ALWAYS...WELL ACCORDING TO ONE OF THE SECURITY GAURDS THAT WORKED HERE..WHEN HE WAS ABOUT 7....HE WOULD TALK TO THESE DRAWINGS ON THE WALL....THEY LOOKED LIKE PUPPETS YOU WOULD SEE FROM SESAME STREET.....HE SAID THAT HE MADE FRIENDS WITH THEM....AND HE WOULD GO ON PLAYDATES WITH HIM....IT WAS REALLY ALL JUST IN HIS IMAGINATION.....HE WOULD OFTEN CHIME TO HIMSELF...."TO BE...OR NOT TO BE....TO BE...OR NOT TO BE...." OVER AND OVER AGAIN.....I SOMEHOW WAS ABLE TO GO INTO THE FILING CABINET AND LOOK AT HIS FILES...THERE ARE A CRAP TON OF PATIENT INTERVIEWS AND NOTES THAT DOCTORS, THERAPISTS, PSYCHIATRISTS AND PSYCHOLOGISTS TOOK.....HE WAS APPARENTLY STARVED SOMETIMES AND MEAN AND NASTY ROTTEN CAMPERS DIDN'T FEED HIM....HE WOULD OFTEN DRINK. DIRTY WATER EITHER FROM THE SINK OR WOULD EAT RATS AND INSECTS.....HE DIDN'T CARE IF THEY WERE DEAD OR ALIVE.......OH AND DID I FORGET TO MENTION THAT HE WAS PLANNING TO AVENGE SOMEONE???" TAYLOR SAID A MOUTH FULL...."WHO??" I ASKED...."I DON'T KNOW....HE IS JUST DEMENTED.......BUT AT THE SAME TIME I AM GOING TO JUST STAY HERE.....I JUST CAN'T MAKE A SUDDEN NOISE...HE MIGHT HEAR ME..." HE WHISPERED UNDER HIS BREATH...." 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