Horror shorts

Theme park terror

It's cold. My friends dead and I might as well be going insane. As I sit here writing this in might as well be frozen to death by now. It hurts to type but I will tell my tale anyway.

My friend and I are both huge fans of horror and exploring places. Especially the abandoned places. We had heard of an abandoned theme park that, for some reason, electricity was still being powered to. Excitedly, we went to check it out.

Big mistake.

It was fun at first, the night was beginning to crawl over the place and lights flared to life. The odd one flicked and it looked that some rides were still functioning but in a slow, somewhat creepy way. We grinned at each other and walked round but the longer I did so, the more my grin faded. A roller coaster was slowly following its track, bones in each cart.  The merry-go-round still spun with paint peeled, rusted horses, bones on the horses or benith them. The creepy music played and even as I sit here in silence I can hear it.

My friend was close to me and whispered "What the hell happened here?" I had to question the same. Little did I know I was going to find out.

We continues further into the park, going past rotten food stalls and other rides. We noticed the air getting warmer. We were soon met with an area of the park wich looked like it was blown up or something along those lines. There were melted bits of plastic and various ride parts wich made me think that some form if heat caused this but it couldn't have been a fire.

I tried to push away my curiosity as we neared a cave ride. That was the only thing that was in tact. Venturing into the cave we used out phones for light.. everything seemed to be melted. Everything Exept a clown. This clown was pretty much in tact Exept the black singed hair  and the now dull, burnt red nose.  It looked to be a life size figure: skinny, tall and crooked but shined like a doll. We walked over to it and poked it, half expecting it to fall over or something.  Instead, it blinked. Something I noticed and screamed, causing my friend to pull her hand back just as the clown tried to grab it. We ran, getting the hell out of there while we could.

The closest place still intact was an ice skating rink. We burst through the doors and the cold hit us like a ton of bricks,  considering it was warm outside. She shrugged it off and reveled in the temporary hiding place. We walked onto the rink, letting happiness fill our bodies once more as she slipped on the cold ice, it being slightly melted so we got a little wet.

It wasn't long till it joined us. The creepy laugh of the clown was heard as it burst through the doors, a chainsaw in hand. My friend was closest to him and I screamed at her to get up and run, I was already halfway off the rink as I turned to see my friend sliding closer to the partly singed monster. It dragged her back and with one swift movement, the ice became red. Red with my best friends blood.

I ran again, my clothes slapping against my skin as they dripped. I found an emergency exit and slipped through. I ran to the stalls, the ones like 'hook a duck' and others.  I found one with a little nook benith the counter, enough space to fit me in and a board not too far away. I slipped under and pulled to board to conceal my location.

I sit shivering, wishing I hadn't come here, wondering what will kill me.

Starvation.
Thirst.
The clown.

Even now as I type this I know theese to be my last words.

Forgive me.