The year was 3-4-06. I was just a rookie forest ranger at the time.
My job was to patrol darkwater mountain national park. I would check over wildlife and see if campers or tourists need help. I'd usually have a heavy duty flashlight and a portable radio.
One day the park's chief ranger asked me to check up on the hikers that were hiking the west side of dark mountain. I hated being sent over there I always feel as if something's over there.
I would tell my superior but he'd just shrug it off. So i would just take it as if it were my mind playing tricks on me. (THAT WAS THE WORST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE). I went to the west side of the mountain. When I got there a dark and eerie silence was looming over head. I would never forget that feeling that washed over me all my senses were screaming-danger-run-leave.
I made my way up to forward.base.camp. When i got there it seemed normal(ish).
I thought they just went out for a late night hike. In my mind i was thinking (WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD HIKE ON THIS SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN AT NIGHT). As I was making my way back to my car I noticed a bit of red on the ground i looked closer then it hit me a smell of decay,death and blood.I went to my car and got my gun a 12 gauge pump action w/ short barrel. I made my way back to the spot it was already dusk my superior told all rangers not to be out near the mountain after dark.But i didn't care i knew something was wrong. So when i got back to the spot. I looked around then I found a trail of blood on what looked like a path that had been made recently. I followed the trail to a cave of some sorts when I got there the putrid smell nearly killed me on the spot. I puked what felt like lunch and dinner from the day before. After my session I put a rag over my mouth. When I was inside I saw what no person should see. There was blood along the walls and bodies of different beings and animals. Yet what was most scary was how all the hikers were dead and mutilated to beyond what i could explain. Then i heard the most blood curdling scream,yell or whatever the bloody heck it was. I just turned and ran faster than a bolt of lightning out of the cave. When I was outside the cave I just nearly jumped out of my pants. There about 10 to 15 yards ahead of me was a pair of red eyes that pierced like an arrow through my soul.I fired my my shotgun three times at the red eyes BANG.CLICK.BANG.CLICK.BANG. Again I heard that blood curdling screech. As I ran from the cave entrance I looked back and saw lights in the background they were lights from a black helicopter. After i got back to my car i realized my superior was radioing me. I answered it he asked where I've been and what was all the shooting I told him everything. He didn't say anything for at least five minutes. When he responded he said to just come back to the station and that the park was closing for the night.
I did what he said when i got back to the station I saw three black military trucks out front. They were ten men in black suits and two of the ten men were holding automatic assault rifles. I later found out that I was being transferred and my superior was resigning. Three weeks later I learned that a forest fire destroyed the west side of the park two days after i left. So thats when i decided to tell the story of darkwater mountain. THE END

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Darkwater Mountain
NouvellesA Park ranger stumbles into a nightmare from one of my dreams