BloodHill Pines | Horror | Ishman

chapter 2

The sight was horrifying, and each person found themselves feeling nauseated and widening their eyes in shock. The body was covered with blood and a strong burning smell was coming from it. Once Shubman flashed the light on the face, the entire group went into panic mode.

Nobody could believe that this was the same person that they had laughed and joked with just a few minutes ago.

"Ishan......"

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The group was left in a state of stunned shock as their worst fears were now coming true. None of them could have imagined that the lifeless body was actually their beloved friend.

"Ishaann!" Shubman began to scream, his voice filled with heart-wrenching pain  and anguish. The group was still in a state of stunned shock. It seemed too unbelievable, too devastating for words.

"H-how..... " His lips were trembling and tears falling from his eyes. He held ishan's hand close to his heart.

"W-wake up... Please... " Shubman hugged that small body. Long forgetting about the blood and burning smell.

"I-I love you... Don't leave me like this. Please don't.. " Shubman voice came out as a whisper. Hugging ishan close don't want to let him go.

Mayank Kneeled down and held ishan's other hand. The body was still warm. And he felt a movement from ishan's finger- wait! A movement?
He carefully held ishan's hand trying feel his pulse. And...

"H-his pulse is working..." Mayank stuttered, his heartbeat hammering in his chest with hope. Shubman looked up at Mayank and then back to Ishan's body, everyone  feeling a different kind of emotion.

When Shubman put his ear on ishan's chest and heard the distinct beating of his heart, he burst into tears. His heartbeat was like a beacon of hope, and he felt his life being renewed.

"H-his heart is b-beating"

"Let's take him to the firepit, his body must be so cold." Virat suggested, wiping his tears as he flashed the light.

Shubman wouldn't let go of ishan, holding him tightly and carrying him to their spot. He wrapped his arms around ishan.

At their spot, the fire was burning, its warmth bathing the atmosphere. They set ishan down near the firepit, hoping to warm his body.

In the light of the fire and emergency lamp that they brought, they noticed that ishan had three cuts in his left arm, and blood was still dripping from the cuts.

They took a closer look at the other body parts and realized that the blood on his body was  tinged with black, clearly it was not his blood making them very concerned about his condition. It was a disturbing sight.

Tilak wrapped the cuts with a cloth to stop bleeding, while Shubman sat by his side, gently patting his cheeks and spitting water on his eyes.

"Ishu, open your eyes... Ishan..." He repeated over and over, each repeated plea becoming more desperate and worried. Every so often, he'd caress Isan's hair gently and softly to attempt to rouse him from his slumber.

"Wake up, please..." he'd whisper again and again, hoping for a response but receiving nothing but silence.

Ishan's eyes opened, but what he saw made his eyes widen in horror. There was a sudden jerk as he pushed Shubman aside forcefully, throwing a bottle at him.

"Stay away," his voice came out low and was barely a whisper. Tears filled his eyes as he shook violently.

Hardik quickly reacted to the sudden shift of mood and hugged him to calm him down, but Ishan continued to tremble in fear.