The Woodland Killer

Chapter One

                                                                                 Chapter One 

"What do you want me to do dad?" Sven asked sheepishly. 

"I simply want to to turn the basement into a butchering chamber. Then I want you to kill every person who tried to take our house. Understood?" 

Sven nodded quickly, "Yes dad." 

"That's my boy." 

It took Sven a couple of days to turn the basement into a butchering chamber. He hung butcher hooks, had a tray full of knives and saws, he also had a big metal slab for chopping bodies and his own efficient gas chamber. But, he swore to himself the gas chamber would only be used to kill those who try to escape and/or try to kill him. 

"I'm finished dad." 

"Now if any girls come along, promise me you will turn them into breeding factories." 

"I promise, but only the girls I'm attracted to." 

"Okay." 

                                                                         2 Weeks Later 

Haileigh and Morgan were at Denny's with their boyfriends discussing their camping trip. 

"So Haileigh have you decided where we're going yet?" Morgan asked 

"Erm, well not really." I replied. 

"How about Ukraine?" Ryker, Morgan's boyfriend, said jokingly. 

"No fucking way. Are you kidding me? You must be out of your mind Ryker." Des, my boyfriend, said. 

"But, Des, I want to go to Chernobyl." Ryker whined. 

"You must want to get us killed." Morgan replied. 

"How about we just pick another place?" I said. 

"Don't stress yourself out too much over this Haileigh." Des said sweetly as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. 

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Okay, I promise I won't stress myself out too much. I'll just do a ton of research on good camping spots tonight." 

As soon as we got back to my condo, I went straight to my room and got on my laptop. I went on google and searched: 

Good camping places 

A whole bunch of places popped up, but caught my eye. 

"Hey guys what about Norway?" I shouted. 

"I'm fine with that." All of them replied. 

I clicked on the link and decided we're going to Nordmarka, Norway. I read all of the content: 

                                                                         NORDMARKA 

                                        * Oslo, Norway surrounds Nordmarka 

                                        * Has a lake: Maridalsvannet 

                                        * Great for fishing 

                                        * Great for swimming 

                                        * Biggest problem: a spongy marsh called a myr 

                                                        * Myr is like quicksand 

                                                         * Bring rubber boots to wear 

                                        * Huge tourist attraction 

                                        * Heavily wooded area 

                                        * Great for camping 

                                                * Flat ground 

                                        * Lots of old log cabins 

                                                        * Great for shelter 

"Hmm, sounds like a good place for our trip." I thought to myself. 

Des walked into my room and jumped on my bed. "Hey baby. What'cha doing?" 

"Well I found a place for our camping trip." 

"Great where are we going?" 

"Nordmarka, Norway." 

"Awesome, when are we leaving?" 

"Tomorrow night." 

I woke up the next morning with Des's arm draped over me. I shoved him off of me and went to go take a shower. I got out of the shower and threw on a flow green tank-top and white skinny jeans. I blow-dried my hair and threw it into a messy bun. After that I applied light makeup. 

I ran downstairs and grabbed a bite to eat. After that I immediately started packing my bag. 

Later that night, we all got in the car. Des was driving; Ryker was shotgun, while Morgan and I were in the backseat. Before I knew it, we were on our way to the airport.