One Night Camping

Only the flimsy wall of my tent separated me from the low rumbling growl that froze the blood in my veins. I held my breath fast, in an attempt to silence my heavy breathing but my gasps too strong. Every breath shaking with fear of the snarling beast lurking outside. I shut my eyes, desperately I stayed home, safe and warm in bed, content under the covers. The disappointment, when I opened my eyes to realise I had not escaped still being on this stupid camping trip with my mates.
I shook Pat’s arm vigorously to wake him. Startled and still half asleep he winged,
“What are ya doin, mate?” He groaned.
“I was in the middle of a good dream about……”
Both of us paused. Our breaths silenced. Our bodies stiff with terror of the spine chilling howl that interrupted Pat’s whining gestures. I stared into Pat’s eyes. The look of pure horror as he realized the situation. The inhumane howl sent us both into a sweat while we watched an array or deadly sharp claws shred our tent walls around us. Pat screamed and scrambled out of the tent. I heard his continuous shrill screams fade into the distance followed by a horrific, distant howl.
I sat still, holding myself. A chilling, cold breeze passed through the torn tent. Carrying with it the sound of distant screams. And then it stopped. I waited, saturated in my own sweat and shaking. The wind grew still.
I crawled, cautiously out into the quiet clearing. I listened carefully. The four other tents circled in the camp sight were empty. I was too scared to call out to them. My friends. There had been eight of us; me and Pat, Steve and Ronnie, Shane and his girlfriend Jess, and girls; Rachael and Justice. We were all camping out, just enjoying the holidays. But now they were gone. Without a trace of evidence as to where.
What was that thing? What has it done to Pat? Has it done something with the others? My head spun with these thoughts, making me dizzy and nauseous. I dropped to my knees and hung my head. And that’s when I saw the print in the dirt of a paw print bigger than my hand. It pressed deep into the soft soil.
The sound sent shivers through my spine. It was close. Whatever it was. I wasn’t waiting for answers. The image of the claws and the sounds of it’s growls and frightful moans haunted my mind. And then I remembered the fear in Pat’s eyes, that last look he gave me. Maybe the last ever. Dreaded terror petrified in his still brown eyes. And then I felt it. The hot, moist breath on the back of my neck, accompanied will the same rumbling growl. The fowl stench of rotting flesh. A drop of sticky saliva ran down my back urging me bolt into dark trees. It was near impossible to see where I was running in the black of the woods. The only light I followed shone down from the moon, as it glinted on my face through the trees as I raced unknowingly further into the woods. Deeper and deeper, my heart pumping. My eyes following nothing but the full, enchanting moon overhead.
Adrenaline flowing, I could hear my heartbeat in the back of my throat. The ground beneath me felt hollow like I was running on air. And then I saw them. Half human, half beast. My friends.
There bodies were changing. Justice lay in the dirt in front of me. Her bright blue eyes staring into mine, colder than ever. She let out whales of pain as black fur sprouted from her pretty face and her skin busted out of shape.
Ronnie clung on a tree claws pushing from his finger tips. And Shane called my name as white gleaming teeth grew longer piercing his tongue, rushing blood, dripping onto his thick fur that now covered him.
Thrown onto the ground by a hard hit from behind. My mouth filled with dirt, I could taste blood been spilt. I felt the beast’s teeth bust through my skin, pushing into my flesh. Ripping into my back like a meat hook. I felt my blood rushing through veins to the bite. I felt weak. I felt dizzy…….

One Night Camping


Newcastle, Australia

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A heart pausing horror story to inspire curiousity and a deep thrill to chill your core.

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