When camping with some friends on a hill, a few kilometers out in the woods from one of the guy's houses was a few hiking/ for-wheeling trails in the area that lead up to the hill so it's known by the locals. It was about midnight we had a fire going and was just sitting around having a good time.
Then a guy sitting opposite of me yells " Who are you?" I turn around and there's this man about six feet tall staring at us from the edge of the woods with a big rock in his hand. One guy knocked an arrow in t he composite bow we had.
The guy across from me grabbed the hatchet, and I pulled a knife out from my belt. We had no idea what we were doing but the guy wouldn't say anything to us. He eventually just backed into the woods. No sleep was had that night and we kept a large fire going.
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Short Story"A clown is funny in the circus ring. But what would be the normal reaction to opening a door at midnight, and finding the same clown standing there in the moonlight? That is the essence of true horror." -Lon Chaney *Just a note these stories do not...
