Poisonous Love

Chapter 5: It all went wrong...

It took us around twenty minutes to get to the lot, it was situated in a dark pine forest, with almost identical tall, straight trees. Vinnie pulled into a parking lot. The camping grounds had a emergency log cabin, to report any bear attacks, or to check in. Me and Vinnie walked up to the cabin, at the counter was a young man

"Hey there campers! Ready to check in?"

"Yep, Under the name Martha"

"Martha Greene?"

"Yep, plot 12, I think"

"Yeah, you are plot 12!"

He showed us the map, he gestured towards a building on the map

"We are here, and you are camping.. here!"

He pointed west of the cabin, to a small tent symbol. He gave us a map, and a compass and sent us on our way.

We walked back to the truck, then drove around fifteen minutes to the lot.

"And.. We are here!"

The lot was quite small, it had a designated fire area, and a small toilet, tucked in the corner, covered by a curtain. We started unpacking the truck, and I set up the tent.

After a while, camp was set up and it was starting to get dark. At this point, my worries had practically vanished. Vinnie had asked me to go collect sticks for the fire, luckly I found some quite close to camp, so I didn't have to venture too far into the dark forest.

Vinnie was an amaizing quitar player, and she had brought her acoustic guiter, so we could sing songs around the campfire.

I had BBQ'd some burgers for dinner, as we ate we talked about the plans for the next day, we decided to go for a hike, that was close by. Apparently, one of the highest mountains in the USA, sounded fun, Vinnie was quite enthusiastic about the hike

It had been a few hours and I think it was around 11pm, and the fire looked half dead. Vinnie was playing guitar, and I think we both had noticed, but I decided to go get some sticks, we had ran out.

"Vin, i'm gonna go get some more sticks, okay?"

"Okay, I think i'm gonna get in the tent, see you in a sec okay"

She kissed me on the cheek, and I walked towards the forrest. I was thinking about how this trip was going quite well, after what felt like a few minutes, I turned around, expecting to see the glow of the fire, but instead I was greeted with more trees, and no idea which way was the campsite.

"Ahh, crap"

I was freaked out, and panic took over, and I started running, I was probably running father away from camp. I stoped for a second, because I heard a second set of footsteps.

"Who are you?!?"

I heard someone running, and I felt something hit my head, I fell to the ground and I felt myself being dragged away, and then it went black.