3: The Tunnel

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I awoke with a jump. I was having a nightmare in witch I was inside the old tunnel and was being chased by a man with a hatchet. I walked over to Jesse's side of the cabin and woke him up. "I had a nightmare" I said "About what?" said Jesse "I was in the tunnel being chased by a man with a hatchet."
"Wow, I had that exact nightmare my first time here."
Later that day Jesse had finally persuaded me to go to the tunnel with him. We got really bright headlamps and rainboots to walk in the dirty water. We easily slipped away from the group because the counselors paid no attention to us. Here we were, right in front of the tunnel. We went inside and I instantly got a cold chill. We barely made it 7 feet into the tunnel when we heard weird squelching noises. We turned the corner and saw a raccoon eating a dead possum. Phew, no killer. But now we couldn't see behind us because the daylight wasn't strong enough to make it around the corner. Jesse wasn't even scared. I got closer to him while we were going deeper and deeper. It was at that moment when we heard this deep hummm far off in the tunnel. It was getting closer. We hauled ass and got the hell out of there. That was when we went out and saw it was night. We sneakily crept back to our cabin and went to bed. I got very little sleep that night because I could have sworn I heard heavy breathing outside our door.

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