Halloween’s Nightmare

I looked out of the car window and saw rows of wheat and pumpkins go by in a long orange blur. Ryan, my best friend since highschool, was sitting in the driver’s seat, singing along to a crappy hip hop song on the radio. I looked at my phone, which was nearly dead, and sighed.

The cold October air was blowing through my short, fuzzy hair as I cranked the window down and rested my chin on the car door.

Ryan looked at me through the rear view mirror and gave me a worried glance, “Glennon, are you still bummed out about midterms? We already took them; you should be glad we don’t have to worry about them anymore.”

I chuckled and looked at Ryan. I pulled out a bottle of pills from my pocket and opened it.

“Listen man, I’m not upset about midterms. I just wish we didn’t invite some of the people that are going to be there,” Ryan looked at me, rolled his eyes, and just kept on driving. I looked into the bottle and realized I had forgotten to refill my medication. I sighed lightly and threw the bottle onto the seat, not worrying about it.

Ryan glanced at my pill bottle, “Did you take your meds? You know what happens if you don’t.”

I chuckled and nodded, “Hey Ryan, do you think I have a chance with any of the girls that are coming with you for the weekend?”

Ryan turned off the music and laughed loudly, “Man Glennon, you’re one of the best looking guys in our school. You’re going to have a great time with them, you just need to relax a bit. Stop worrying about others and start to think about yourself a bit more.”

I smiled, put on my headphones, and shut my eyes, falling asleep while listening to music.

***

Ryan tapped my shoulder and I opened one eye, “Hey, are we there?”

Ryan nodded and opened the car door with a jolt as he got out. I yawned and got out of the car. As l stood up, I felt dizzy for a second, but the feeling quickly went away.

I put on my coat while I stared in awe at the campsite that loomed over us. I sighed deeply, smelling the roasted marshmallows. As I was looking around the campsite, I noticed that our friends had waved at us, and we started to walk over to them. As Ryan and I got closer, I noticed they were whispering among themselves. A slight feeling of dread washed over me. I turned to Ryan, but he didn’t look fazed. I waved it off, thinking it was just the autumn wind, as one of our friends ran up to us waving.

“Thank god you guys got here, we thought you had gotten into an accident!” yelled Kim.

“Haha Kim, you’re so obnoxious,” I said, as I hugged her lightly. She giggled and gave me a slight shove while the others were introducing themselves.

A tall lanky guy with messy hair and broken glasses walked up to me and shook my hand, which reminded me of a warm blanket. “It’s so nice to meet you,” he said, “I’m Jacob, and I hope we all become great friends on this trip.” I chuckled lightly.

“Nice to meet you too, Jacob. I’m Colin and those two are my best friends.” Kim and Ryan were smacking each other on the backs near us, and I noticed Jacob was looking at them confused. He turned to me, “Hey Glennon, how do you guys know Kim?”

I looked at Jacob, wide eyed, “Man, I’ve known Kim since kindergarten — we’ve always been best friends,” I said as I pushed my hand through my fuzzy hair. Jacob looked at them playing and smiled. I turned to walk away, but as I stepped away, I saw Jacob stare at me with narrow eyes. I thought that was weird, and when I looked back, he was talking to Ryan. I shrugged and turned back around, but as I did I winced. A flow of pain flowed through my head. I placed my hand on my forehead, rubbing it softly. Eventually it went away and I sighed lightly when I noticed another girl, short teal hair holding a lighter while staring at the ground. I walked over to her and held out my hand, “Hi, I’m Glennon. What’s your name? I like your hair!” She looked up and stared at me, while her breath blew coldly into my face.

She shook my hand and whispered, “H-i, I’m Caroline.” She looked down and sorta reddened. I chuckled and patted her on the back. I could tell she was very shy. Caroline giggled a bit and walked away, again staring at the ground.

I looked over at the group and saw them all whispering to each other again and I started to think, “Are they planning something?” I shrugged and pulled out my phone, looking at the time.

“Wow, it’s really late,” I said to myself, looking up at the starry black night. I looked down and started to walk back to the cabins, humming to myself. I itched my head while yawning. Ryan jogged up to me and smacked my shoulder laughing, “Hey man, you going to bed already? We’re all going to make a campfire an—“

“ARGHHHHH!!” The scream echoed around the campsite.

I turned around horrified, as I saw Kim’s mangled corpse lying in the muddy dirt. I turned to see Ryan starting to back away looking frightened.

Ryan started to sprint away, but as he was nearing the campfire, he suddenly stopped. “AGHHHHHHH!!!” Ryan shrieked as he fell to the ground, blood running down his arms from his back. I started to cry as I watched my friends being massacred around me. I turned to run, but I felt a sharp pain. I felt the spot, noticing blood, so I turned to see a knife lodged in my back. I pulled the knife out and hurled it into the forest, stumbling backwards to try and escape. I didn’t watch where I was going. I tripped over a log and hit my head on a rock.

When I opened my eyes slowly, I heard a sudden gasp above me. I sat and looked up, realizing Caroline was standing in front of me, covered in blood and a knife in her hand. I could see a hole in her chest. Caroline was gasping and fell onto me, coughing up blood all over me. “Why?…” She said, as she fell limp. I looked at her body crying as I felt a sharp pain surge through my body, and I slumped over, blacked out.

***

“Hey, wake up! It’s morning,” said the guard. “You’re going to be here a long time, so get comfortable.” The guard chuckled and walked into the warden’s office.

“Hey, do you know why that guy’s in here?” said the guard. The warden was in a chair sipping coffee.

“Didn’t you hear? He murdered all his friends…”