BloodHill Pines | Horror | Ishman

chapter 5

Virat opened his eyes and found himself back in the dense forest where he had been camping with his friends.

Confusion washed over him as he tried to piece together how he had gotten back here again. As he looked around, he tried to remember what had happened to him..

He shivered against the cold, November breeze as he surveyed his surroundings. The dense forest, once a place of adventure and companionship, now seemed terrifyingly eerie in the darkness. The dampness of his clothes, soaked from lying unconscious on the wet soil, only added to his discomfort and unease.

He couldn't shake the fear that gripped him as he stood alone in the midst of a seemingly endless forest, with no other sign of life around him.

His heart sank as he glanced at his surroundings, hoping to see his friends nearby. But despite the silence, there was no sign of them.

A sense of loneliness engulfed him like a thick fog, making him feel helpless and frightened. With no one in sight, he began to contemplate the possibility that he was completely alone in this treacherous woods at night.

"PLEASE SAVE ME"
"IS ANYONE HERE!!"

He tried to ignore the voice, telling himself it was just the wind playing tricks on his mind.

But his heart missed a beat as he recognized the pleading voice in the darkness... it was unmistakably his dear friend Rohit's.

A wave of panic washed over him, and it felt like his blood had turned to ice.

He quickly began to look around, trying to locate the source of the sound. His heart pounded in his chest as he strained his ears, hoping to pinpoint Rohit's location.

As he approached Rohit, Virat was shocked to see him standing in the midst of a raging fire that was engulfing the area around them. Flames licked the surrounding trees, and the heat was unbearable.

He called out to Rohit, his voice filled with urgency, "Rohit!"

Rohit turned to Virat, his face pale, eyes wide with terror. "We need to get out of here!" he cried, his voice barely audible over the sound of the crackling flames.

Virat's heart raced as he and Rohit attempted to escape the fiery inferno.

They weaved through the burning trees, their lungs filling with smoke and their eyes watering. The heat was oppressive, and it felt like a suffocating blanket had enveloped them. They coughed and tried to breathe, but the smoky air felt suffocating.

Despite the panic and despair, Virat knew he had to keep his focus and find a way out. He couldn't give up, not now. He had to find a way to save Rohit and himself.

"How the fire caught Rohit?! Are you okay!?" Virat asked.

"I don't know how the fire started, but it's getting worse!" Rohit coughed. "I can't breathe!" he choked out, his voice thick with smoke.

Virat was shocked to see the fire encroaching towards Rohit, the flames getting more intense by the minute.

"Come on!" he cried, his voice filled with urgency and fear. "We have to get out of here! Now!"

Virat felt totally helpless, overwhelmed by the severity of the situation. It felt like there was nothing he could do to save Rohit from the fiery inferno.
As the flames continued to grow and the heat became unbearable, Virat's fears grew, and his heart sank, his emotions overflowing.

"I don't know what to do!" he cried, his voice breaking. "I can't let this happen!"

He felt like crying, overwhelmed by the hopelessness of the whole situation. He felt totally helpless and desperate, and in that moment, fear and grief washed over him.