𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆...
𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃!
Crystal Lake, Cunningham County, New Jersey.
A mixture of the best memories and worst trauma was weighed on the shoulders of one location. It was a lot to place on the poor lake. She believes she's shed more tears tha...
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OCTOBER 5TH, 1980 ENJOYING CAPTIVITY? NO? WELL, WHOMP WHOMP!
She laid all her weight on her crutches.
The sun was hot. The trees provided cold shade, but the sun was at the top of the sky. It was like a magnifying glass pointing a beam of heat.
Her wooden crutches groaned every time she moved forward. Walking had become strenuously tedious.
A pillow was tucked under each arm. Their pristine whiteness was on the brink of ruin- her wobbly arms barely keeping them together.
It has been a week since her first run-in with a monster. She hoped it would be her last, but they were relentless in their assaults nearly every night. Sam had started to lay awake for most nights with bated breath for their arrival.
Similar monsters to the first one kept returning. She realized they looked a lot like mutated squirrels.
She's never seen squirrels the same.
The sheep were just as rampant. They began to gather outside the cabin ever since the first one arrived; it was a hoard mentality.
Jason had finally snapped when a rabbit-like creature with five arms, massive legs, and teeth sharper than an alligator came crashing through the ceiling. It jumped around like a pogo stick and snapped like a dog with rabies.
He also appeared equally as upset with her new inability to sleep. Regardless of his murderous tendencies- her health was at the forefront of his mind.
"Better place, anyway." He rumbled lowly. Sam had to lean in to hear his hushed words, "Simpler perimeter... more barricades."
Jason was homeschooled and lived independently for decades but still talked relatively normally.
"Less animal when water." He'd huff.
Well, his sentences weren't always that concise... but they gave a good picture.
He was talking about moving to a different cabin near the lake. He described the cabin as slightly more run-down, but it was easier to fix and in a more sustainable spot. Theoretically, Jason could do whatever he wanted, but he was trying to convince her to let it happen.
