My eyes widened to see Grace now standing beside a tall lanky man. He had ear stretchers and a lip piercing, but something about the way his jet black hair curled over his eyes unsettled me. "Grace..." I look to her with a warning "who is this?" When her only reply was a shrug, I knew something was wrong. My attention turns to the space where the man once way, now a vacant collection of air.
"What the hell?" Klara looked at me to confirm if I had seen it too. "He just disappeared!"
We exchanged glances, mentally figuring out what to do. Apparently it worked, because at the same time we all began sprinting back toward our campground. Grace kept repeating "what the fuck" over and over again as we approached the campground— or at least where the grounds had been.
"Where is our stuff!?" I shout "Maybe we took a wrong turn?"
"There's no way, we were just off the path!" Klara pointed toward the large dirt path nearby. "Oh my gosh. What is happening...?" Grace held her head. I walked further into the woods to get a look, maybe we were just too close to the road? That's when I was something strange on the ground.
"Hey guys.. there's some kinda white thing in the ground here" I called over my friends. They rushed over, and together we pulled the object out.
"What. The. Hell" Klara gasped. "Is that—" Grace held her mouth as if she was about to vomit. "A human spine.." I finished.
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Lost in the brush (collab story)
RandomThree idiots go camping but they love each other 🤪🤔😳😫🤧😪 (Feel free to change this as the story goes on bye)
