CLiCK!

CLiCK!

Suffocation. Torture. Disease. Fire And Drowning. They’re  all painful ways of dying. But what if I told you the story of someone who’d been buried alive. Could you imagine??

It was the summer of 2016.  You were out on a photography run. Walking along the twisting paths of the large forest when you suddenly noticed a secret path leading out of the forest and overtaken by a childish sense of curiosity, you decide to follow it, making sure to take magnificent pictures of the strange trail markings. You follow the path quietly observing how all the trees seem to be shaped a little differently. You come to a dividing in the paths, to your right the new trail seems to grow darker and a large cave is visible from where you are standing. To your left the path seems to be leading towards a clearing. Trusting your sense of logic and decision-making you take the path to your left despite a strange, uneasy feeling suddenly burning through you. The narrow path leads you to a familiar seeming cliff. The view is fantastic. You can see the whole city from this area… a gods eye view. You lift your camera to take a picture. CLiCK! But as you look at the screen tyou see that the picture is in black and white and right in front of you is a dirty dead looking girl. Her pale hair is twisted into tangles like an old birds nest. One of her eyes is missing from its dark socket while the other is drifting off in the distance yet somehow still seeming to be looking straight at you. Her right leg is folded the wrong way and her neck looks snapped. Her flowery sundress is torn and covered in mud, blood and dirt. And yet despite this she really seems familiar, like a déjà vue. Your heart skips a beat and slowly you look up but nobody is standing in front of you and  the world is still in colour.

“H-hello?” you stutter nervously. But nothing. That’s when you realize your standing on Jude’s cliff. Jude the mentally insane girl that had jumped of the cliff. They never found her body. They said that her bestfriend was her camera and that she pretty much captured her life in it. Something had led her to jump off this cliff which had mysteriously burnt down a week after her death.

That’s when you realize that you shouldn’t even be able to see this cliff. A sound of ruffling leaves comes from behind you. You freeze in fear and out of the corner of your eyes you see the beautiful forestry turn to ash everything turns black and the ground infront of you slowly starts to crumble.
“Where izzzz it?” A hoarse, scratchy voice vibrates. You look up fearfully to see Jude floating in front of your trembling self. Her deep blue gray eye is looking straight through you. You suddenly realize the the camera around your neck, the one you found in the forest a week ago, must be hers. You take it off cautiously and stretch it out to her. Suddenly she turns towards you angrily, her eye looks straight into yours. The ground starts crumbling even faster and disappears completely within seconds. You fall at full speed, hurtling towards your certain death, your life flashing before you. You land with a hard thump, pain surging through your now frail body. You try to let out a cry but instead surrender to a mouthful of distasteful dirt. You squint your suddenly heavy eyelids open to see you landed in a large hole. A grave.  Jude is floating just above you shoveling dirt onto your broken body. Too weak to fight you let her continue and as the dirt piles up on you, heaving your breaths, absorbing any life left out of you, you hear Jude sing song merrily.

You should have trusted you instinct,
Faced your fear
Taken the SCARY path
It’s funner that way

A pitch darkness enevlopes you as the last of your consciousness fades away…