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Well, the robot probably isn't real, but it definitely should be

Spilling beers in super busy bars is a timeless problem, and while many of us have adapted by wearing cheap clothes and cheaper shoes when going out, Hahn Brewers seems to have a different approach.

The brewery released this video of a robotic arm that keeps a beer stable even if you are dancing (or getting punched). It's fairly genius, although it just seems like the guy is chained to a table and dancing with his beer. Perhaps they should look into making it less obnoxious, more of an accessory, and just a tad more mobile?


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


In the fog of the forest, pt1

Violent bear attack. Early tuesday morning two more bodies were discovered outside the outskirts of town, police and other officials are still frightened by the unusual level of violence and the number of deaths seemingly caused by local wildlife, the two bodies have been identified as- And just like that I felt a rough punch on my arm interrupting my morning newspaper reading. Turning to my side I see an above average height girl with dark skin, white spots and two different color eyes looking at me with a huge grin. “Really james? Why do you read those things every morning you frickin nerd” I give a hearty laugh as Sera was being as energetic as always. “Well… we do live in a small town with not much else to do… also did you just say frickin? Dweeb” She raises an eyebrow, her smile remaining. “ You're gonna get gray hair.. Come on we are 19 let's go have some funnnnn” she extended the word fun like a girl much younger than she actually was. “Did you hear about the bear attack?” I asked worried “look dude we live in cloudcroft in the middle of the woods. Dumb touriest will always get themselves hurt by bears” her smile dismissed me entirely. “Sit down and order something… no point sitting in big daddy's and not eating” i said, i could tell sera was going to drag me into trouble today. “Ooh

a date with my favorite nerd

how could i refuse” she gave a laugh as she took a seat ordering pancakes and orange juice. This is far from an irregular day for me. me and sera had pretty much melted this part of the day into routine since we were 15, it didn’t help we’ve been the freaks of the town since we were little. Sera had Vitiligo and Heterochromia making her a prime target for bullying, I remember the day we met on the playground, 4th grade. I had just moved into town which made me an odd ball with my north easterners accent in the south.. I had seen her being kicked, spit on and harassed at the back of the playground behind the large pines. Running to her rescue and getting the shit beaten out of me was enough for her to latch onto me throughout childhood. “Jaammeesss” she waved her hand in front of my face as i had started to space off about the past. “Earth to space cadet, did you hear anything I just said?” I give my awkward smile “yes?” “lier” she responded without missing a beat. I sip at my coffee waiting for her to restart her devious plan for the day. “You and me, we are going to my cabin-” I interrupted her “your cabin?” “Yes, my cabin, my grandpa left it to me in his will.. Anyways we are going to spend the night out in the woods sneaking onto the old whitmisters farm and hang these all over their property to scare the shit outta them” what she happens to be referring to are wreaths made out of twigs with bones hanging in them “. you're crazy… How many of those did you make? ALSO the whitmisters? Are you nuts? You've seen them shoot squirrels crossing their property line on instinct” i certainly looked like a worried 40 year old. “Yeah I'm crazy, and you love it! And that's why we’ll go at midnight.” … i silently ate, i knew there was no convincing her now. As soon as we finnish and I paid the bill she grabbed my arm dragging me out past my car. “Wait my car…” her grin seems to grow “nope we aren't driving we are hiking there!” as she said this i noticed the large bag on her back. Sera always was insanely athletic… i on the other hand was… less so. “Fuck… wait.. The whitmisters farm is-” interrupting me she quickly said ”yup 26 miles” i am so screwed… “What trail are we taking to get there?” i asked as we passed the main trail heads, “the old haunted logging roads” “wait aren't those shut down due the bear-” “yup” this girl is gonna be the death of me… We arrive at the split in the road where overgrown weeds and tree saplings hide the old road. We silently walk down it until we reach the four road closed signs that are rusted and almost gone… behind them sat five new plastic road closed signs… “You sure about this?” i ask, this road always was creepy as hell. The massive pines many of which were dead cast creepy shadows.. And as this part of the road was at the highest point on the mountain it was constantly foggy. “In the fog of the forest the only thing that's certain is uncertainty” with that she darted past the sign forcing me to run after her. As soon as I caught up to her panting I couldn't tell which trail led where. “Hey look, the skinny nerd caught up!” she teased “i… do you know where to head from here?” she gave me an assured smile as she walked down a winding path, the wind carried a musty smell of rotting wood, pine and fresh rain. Following sera we joked about ghosts and cryptids coming to kill us on the trail. Slowly we calmed our nerves walking down the trail. Then it happened out of the woods a moose came charging onto the road, we slowly found cover, and for about an hour we silently listened as the moose walked along the road, we knew this could end very badly as it’s thunderous steps approached us, my heart raced as time seemed to stop, every second was agony. Then just as quickly as he came the monstrous moose ran off “Holy shit..” I exclaimed, turning to face sera I saw her smiling…. With her camera recording me. Damn it she planned this “you didn't pee yourself did you” she teased standing up helping me stand “funny, how did you know that moose would be here” she pointed to the ground revealing that the moisture had allowed moose prints to be very visible.. “You're oblivious, you know that nerd?” with an annoyed look i quickly responded “no, i just don't hunt for sport or track animals to find bones” she laughs “i'll make a man out of you yet” she waved for me to follow as we started a decent exiting the fog i could see the whitminster property “how…” she smiles a kind smile “short cut, the whitmisters farm is only about a mile from town as the crow flies” i never knew sera had this much knowledge of the mountains terrain.. “My cabin is just over there” she points to a clearing near the end of the logging road. We passed the rusted signs on this end, walked on a foot trail for about 10 minutes arriving at an old wood cabin. “Here we are, my cabin!” She opened the door, waving me to come in. I noticed all of the animal hides made into a carpet on the floor, a wood burning oven and several trophies mounted on the walls. “A hunting cabin?” i asked “yeah as you know pop’s was a marine sniper with an award winning shot… he taught me to hunt, now i’ll have to add some of my own trophies to this place” I smile and give a slight chuckle. “Wouldn't that require you to make a clean kill? I've seen what you've done to your pray” She punched my arm “oh shut up jerk!” her smile never left her face. “You know I'm right!”, “Ok ok i admit it i was blessed with the best shot but…” she quickly pulled a small knife out of her boot throwing it next to my head… shocked i turned to make sure she really just tossed a knife past my head. It was embedded in a bear skull that seems to have been converted into a dart board… bullseye “i've got some skill with blades” she finished her sentence. “ You scare me sometimes, you know that. Anyways it's still only about 3 in the afternoon. What's the plan for the rest of the day?” she leans against a wall in thought, despite all her skills she's awful at planning, “well.. Uh.. two truths and a lie?” she offered up “really? What dont we know about each other?” she scratches at her short hair “. well i was planning on popping these out after we finished our little prank… but…” she opened her backpack pulling out several bottles of vodka, fireball and whiskey. I looked surprised, “where did you get all of that!” her smile grows “that's a secret! Anyways truth or dare but as a drinking game! Chicken out on a dare you take a shot, chicken on a truth you take two. If no one takes a shot at the end of a round we both take one” i smile, neither of us had done much partying so this should be tons of fun “bet. You start or should i?” with a large grin she challenges me with a loud exclamation “hit me!”, “Truth or dare dweeb!” i quickly responded “what do i look like a nerd? Dare!” she responded entustaticly “I dare you…” I paused, releasing my mind that had gone completely blank “um… to.. Juggle three of your blades” she raised an eyebrow, pulled out a hatchet, a knife and pulled her other knife out of the bear skull… her bag seemed to have plenty within it.. She attempted to juggle the knives successfully for a few seconds until she tried to add the hatchet and it all came tumbling towards the floor. She jumped back as the knives landed flat and the hatchet had lodged itself into the floor… “Well shit… do i have to take a shot?” she asked, ignoring the hatchet walking back over towards me taking a seat. “No.. I suppose you did manage to juggle them.. For about 3 seconds..” she smiles “well truth or dare?” she asked, “dare obviously!” i was so gonna regret this… “lets see… I dare” she looked around the room “you… to.. OH! I dare you to dance! I've never seen you dance!” I look around the room, “ i.. Uh.. i can't dance” she stood up with a smile pulling me to my feet “wha..” I was confused. “I'll show you how! Come on ya nerd” before i knew it i was dancing with her, her blueish-green eye complemented her brown-red eye, i don't think i ever took the time to realize just how gorgeous sera was. At some point we stopped moving as she smiled softly “your blushing nerd! Are you embarrassed?” she pushed me softly before sitting down with her soft smile. I sat across from her as she poured two shot glasses filled with fireball handing me one. “Ready shot on three, one two* we drank the shot, a warm heat flowed through me as it went down. With a quick shake of my head I continued the game. It wasn't long before it got dark and we drunkenly stumbled down the road and snuck onto the property. “The property is huge, will have to split up to cover it” she said with an energetic smile, i nodded and we split up slowly i hung several of the “talisman” in plain sight before hiding three more in places i was certain it would take the whitmisters days to find, i drunkenly fell out of one of the pines and almost instantly i saw the light flick on in one of the whitmisters windows, i hid behind the tree as dallas whitminster, the oldest of the children flew out the door shotgun in hand, he quickly scanned the property, i held my hand over my mouth… How the hell did he hear me fall from the tree over 300 feet away? I was silently panicking when suddenly on the other side of the house I heard a loud noise that sounded animalistic. Whatever it was, It wasn’t a bear. It wasn’t a fox. It was BIG. The closest way I know how to describe it is a mixture between a banshee and a rabid peacock. Its voice was deep, and echoed through the deep woods. I heard Dallas yell “GOD DAMN IT WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE US BE!” he ran over towards the sound… Then I realized Sera was over there… i wanted to make sure she was alright but the thought of getting caught between dallas and what ever the fuck made that noise was more terrifying then any other thing i could have imagined… I knew Sera would be alright… I also knew if I didn't finish hanging these things Iɽ never hear the end of it… so I quickly ran hanging as many of the things as I could before hopping the fence and waiting for sera behind a dirt mound, as soon as I saw her bound over the fence I followed after. Being as out of shape as I was, it took me a while to reach the cabin. As soon as I got inside, a bear hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “How many of ɾm did you manage to hang?” I was surprised to see her so happy after the creepy shit that just happened. “Uh all of mine?” She quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek. With a hot blush on my face i studdard “w what was that noise?” she shrugged and dismissed the noise “probably some animal, dallas looked PISSED tho” i smile in my drunken state i must've exaggerated the sound. Sera put me down and reliving the moment in my mind I was filled with adrenaline. I quickly kissed sera on the lips. … then I blacked out. I woke up hungover and confused.. I was certain that the last part of the night was a dream, i slowly sat up and stretched, and then two arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down onto the bed. “Too early, come back to bed” the voice was seras… my face went flushed at the idea of what might have happened last night. I laid back down as I was cuddled by my childhood friend. My mind was racing thinking about everything that happened last night, her arms loosened as I heard her snore softly. I slipped out of bed and got dressed, I snuck out of the room, made coffee, sipped it and made breakfast. I attempted to convince myself I was mistaken. “We always cuddled as kids, maybe that's all that happened… why would you be naked then you dolt!” I continued to mumble to myself as I cooked. “Good Morning nerd

” was sweetly said by sera. I quickly made her a plate, poured her some orange juice, turned around and placed it in front of her, who was leaning on the countertop …. In her underwear. Blushing and finally releasing that there was nothing innocent about last night “g good morning nia” my face was bright red “nia? What's with using my first name? All of the sudden tomato” she booped my nose with a giggle “oh sorry just kinda slipped” i smiled, she started eating and before i knew it we were on the way back to town. Once we arrived she gave me a kiss on the lips and basically skipped off to go to work. I stopped by the local newspaper stand. Grabbed my daily paper and started reading the headline. Whitmister farm massacre Early this morning the whitminsters were discovered and although we don't know much we know there are no survivors. Local law enforcement say the scene is too grotesque to describe to the public. What we do know is that police were called after the Whitmisters missed their daily dairy drop off which was said to run like clockwork everyday. Arriving at the scene the police discovered several “voodoo witchcraft talisman”- (sheriff james). Although foul play may not be ruled out at this time officials have deduced that this is related to the recent and frequent animal attacks. Several rounds were fired by Dallas Whitminster however it seems that his shotgun did not stop the beast. It is assumed that Dallas left the front door open as there were no signs of forced entry. This is all we currently know about this vicious massacre. The important question is was this an animal attack.. Or are the police covering up something much more nefarious. End of part one


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