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Hi, I had a frightening experience and I've been wanting to share my experience, so that's what I'm doing. My name is Philip, and I'm warning you to always travel only where it is safe, where it's active. Okay, here's my story. I had always loved exploration, the unknown. The sense of finding an abandoned hide out or and old broken down park just thrilled me and my friend, Justin. He is short and has long hair for a guy, about as long as mine, he looks Mexican but he was other types of spanish. We always loved to explore the heavily wooded areas around his and my house. We would just take some food, water, soda, snacks, and maybe if we felt like it, we'd pick up a monster energy for the night of exploration. But tonight we just brought along a couple sandwiches, chips, and four bottles of water.
We set off on our mountain bikes. I had just recently got mine, it was and still is grey with white writing. I loved it so much. Justin, just about reaching four and a half feet tall at the time, was wearing a lazy pair of cloths, a white T-Shirt and sweatpants that were two sizes too big. We biked down to an old well we hadn't seen before, it looked almost fully broken down, but we had been down here before. We didn't think much of this as we'd seen other things such as a new tombstone at the end of the creek we frequented as it ran on for what felt like forever, just running on through the forest densely filled with trees and shrubs.
We got off our bikes and checked my backpack for all the supplies, to see if anything had fallen out of the newly created holes on the sides of my backpack. We had our sandwiches, chips, water bottles, first aid-kit, a flash light, and duct tape. However I felt that we had forgotten something, something important. Annoyed that I couldn't remember, I asked Justin if he remembered. He said in a slightly irritated and cautious manor, "You were supposed to handle the supplies, I wasn't." We went on hoping we'd remember later on. The first hour was just going through the woods. I had a chill run up my spine, as I'd I had a sixth sense, however, I just took it as the temperature dropping. The sun started to hide behind the clouds, the sky was orange, pink, and slight shades of blue and black.
We tracked on and had found a arching structure that looked as if it were made out of wood. It had been shaded green with mold and age. Justin had pointed out the path that had followed the small arch. It had moss growing in the cracks between the red bricks. We both froze and looked at it with slight grins. We went up closer to it, inspecting the old, dark brown, arch. It had a slightly grim feeling, as if someone had came here but didn't make it back, I felt sick. I thought it was silly after a minute of thought. There were no cases of murder or animal attacks... or anything. But this place had felt truly abandoned, like no one had been here for years. We went to the path, we knew there was no chance of it caving in or falling apart as it was just bricks cemented to the ground.
We walked along the path and it had just ended. No second arch, no changing of pattern to identify the path ending, it just stopped. We both thought this was weird because it didn't look as if it collapsed or had been destroyed or removed. I had walked to the left a bit and where the pattern would have continued, there was a little bump. I told Justin to check it out and he told me to dig up the dirt that covered the bump. Our shovel, we had forgotten the shovel. We found cool things to dig up a lot of the time and we took the shovel everywhere, even if we didn't think we'd need it. We were both very upset, disappointed. We tried to make sense of it so we wouldn't be so mad. We tried to rationalize it as a tree root or a buried brick, but we both had a slight feeling these thoughts weren't true. We tried to forget about it and just carry on.
It had been dark by now. We had found a pedestal in the middle of a weird symbol engraved in the dirt. We went up to it, and we touched it. Not soon after I felt a rush of pain go up both of my legs, I yelped. I soon herd Justin scream of agony. We knew this was bad, it was evil, I literally knew it. It was dark anyway so we ran back the way we came. We ran and ran, with out stopping, I felt extreme adrenaline, I don't know why, I hadn't seen anything except the alter, the alter and the path. It was dark, almost to dark to see but I wasn't going to stop to get my flashlight. I knew something was wrong after three minutes of constant sprinting.
All of the sudden, I felt extreme pain in my face. I had fallen. I looked up, I couldn't see anything by now. I called out for Justin, he responded by rushing towards the sound of my voice. I had him help me up, he asked me if I was ok, but I couldn't tell. I liquid on my face, I couldn't tell if it was sweat or blood. We couldn't see so we backed up against the nearest wall. When we were backed up, we got the flashlight out of my backpack. I wanted to see what I tripped on and it was the bump at the walk way. I had banged my head on the bricks of the path.
The path looked menacing to me, like it wanted to hurt me. I felt stupid at the thought of this, when I cupped my face in my hands, I knew it was blood on my face. We knew we couldn't have gone back to the bikes now. We were scared and I was bloodied up. So we went tried to find a good place to hide out, luckily, after a few minutes of looking, we found a cave entrance. We looked inside to find it empty, but large. We set down my backpack, pulled out the med-kit, and fixed up my forehead. We cleaned off our hands as we had dug around the dirt, touched the mossy walkway, and I fell in the mud a bit back.
With our hands clean and us starving, we got out our brown lunch bags and ate our sandwiches. Justin had a mustard and ham sandwich, I nearly gagged at the smell, I had a simple Swiss and ham sandwich. Justin excused himself from our little "kitchen" as he had to use the bathroom. I twirled my thumbs with the feeling of nervous-boredom. I was scared, I never liked being alone. I was constantly looking left then right, backwards and forwards.
This sounds weird but I felt like going to check on him. But I had that sense of fear where you feel like if move, you're going to get caught by something. You feel like you're going to get caught by something, but that something may have been a monster you just read about or that devil you just saw in a movie. Your never just get that feeling, you don't just get scared of nothing, but I did. I felt a feeling of dread and hopelessness. I was waiting for twenty minutes now. I gathered the mental strength to go check on him. When I got to where he was, a bit further down the cave, I saw him staring at something I front of him. I asked him what he was doing and he just signaled "for me to come here." I went next to him and saw what he was staring at, a whole in the cave. It was like someone took a pick and kept hitting the wall. The edges of the whole were serrated like a knife or shark's teeth. The path that went down whole was pitch black.
Justin told me to shine my flashlight down the path, the light glimmered down the tunnel like the sun on sleek metal. The area to move was big enough for him and me, but if we were any bigger, we probably wouldn't have fitted. The cave was dark except for what was lighted by our flashlight. We studied the path for a minute, deciding we wanted to see what it lead to. We abandoned our things and crawled I entered the tunnel first, just following behind a couple feet. The tunnel went on for what seemed like an hour, but it had only been about five minutes. It lead to an opening, we saw odd carvings on the wall, someone or something had obviously been down here. We lowered ourselves down and explored the wide open room. It looked like it was made by hand, like it was solid stone at one point.
There was a short hallway, we went down it and what we saw next would haunt us for the rest of our 'till this day. We saw a red figure, slim with a bony structure, it's eyes hollow, it glared at us, it's ears raised. The thing almost looked humanoid, but some slight differences in the way it's body was formed. All three of us locked eyes for a solid minute before it started to slowly grin at me, not Justin, me. It's head rotated enough to hear a loud crack, I came out of my trance of horror and grabbed Justin's arm and dragged him to awareness, it walked towards us and we ran towards the place from which we came. We came to the small tunnel and it was still behind us, I was terrified by the large drop in speed that was created when we started to crawl. We came to the entrance of the cave and it was still grinning and running behind us with terrifying ease, as if it wasn't alive. We ran all the way to our bikes, a solid two miles. I don't know about him, but that's the fastest and furthest I had ever ran. We mounted our bikes and went to our houses. I don't know when we lost it, or if we had just imagined it, but I knew those woods were bad.
No one we told ever believed us. We started to talk less, hanging out every now and then, emailing and texting every so often. I never went back there, when I pass there in my way to school, I feel dread and sickness. Something happened there, if we hallucinated it, we both saw the same thing. I don't hope to entertain you by writing this, I hope to warn you, warn you to never go where you don't feel you should, never to go where it's not inhabited.