WestAllen short stories #2

Camping

Barry and Iris were only teenagers when Joe decided to take them on a camping trip.

The car stopped in a wooded, forest area. This place is creepy. Iris said, while they got out of the car. They walked to the campsite where they had set up their tents.

It was already 6:50pm when Joe sent them to get some firewood. Barry took her hand and led her to a deep part of the forest where they stopped and looked at each other. Barry stepped closer before planting a kiss on her lips. This escalated to them making out.

Barry we should probably go. My dad's waiting. Iris said after pulling away. Yeah, come on. Barry gave her one last kiss. Uh, do you remember how to get back? Iris asked as they looked around. It's probably around this way. Barry said, leading her.

It was getting dark and they were both scared, cold and hungry. They walked until they came across a small cabin. Barry? Iris whispered before Barry placed his finger on his mouth to shush her. They slowly entered the cabin, but luckily no one was there. See? Nothing to be afraid of. Barry said, trying to act cool.

Just then, a man had just entered the cabin and was standing behind them. Barry and Iris screamed before running away. They ran until they finally found Joe and the campsite. When they saw Joe they ran into his arms.

They had told Joe what had happened and he had called the police, where they had later found and arrested the man. He was a known serial killer in Central City, and police have been trying to catch him for months. And Barry and Iris were the ones to help catch him.