Bible Camp by Ty Johnston

Author:Ty Johnston
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, murder, serial, series, killer, horror movie, horror action adventure

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Tucking her book under an arm, Abby continued to go deeper and deeper into the woods, grumbling as she went, the burning oil lamp held before her.

Once the voices of her friends faded, she paused, letting out a sigh while she dug the crumpled remains of the joint from a pocket. Popping the bent wrapping into her mouth, she flipped open the oil lamp and leaned into it, puffing as she lit the end of the joint with the tiny flame. A second later she was inhaling and giggling.

“Bible idiots,” she said to herself with a disdainful look over a shoulder.

She found she could not only not hear her friends, but she could also no longer see the glow from their cooking fire.

“Fine,” she said under her breath, then turned and continued to walk further into the woods.

To her left the forest continued to grow thick and heavy, practically none of the starlight nor the moon having a chance to shine through. But on her right only a thin row of tall weeds separated her from the brightness of the lake, the moon high above revealed in duplicate upon the jouncing waters. Of sound, there was little, only the lapping of the waters. The woods were dead silent, not even the night bugs chirping.

Abby ignored all of this as she continued on her way. Thoughts of the scenery were far from her mind.

Which was why she barely registered the hulking figure that appeared from the shadows only a few feet ahead of her.

One moment she was walking along alone, and the next this monstrous form stepped out of the darkness, Abby’s lamp revealing the ends of tattered jeans and worn leather boots.

She gasped and halted, then tried to lift the lamp to see who was there.

She never got the chance.

A swishing noise sounded, followed by a thunk, and Abby gasped again, then gurgled. She dropped her lamp, the glass shattering but the small fire still burning, then she herself dropped next to the flame, her book plopping down into weeds next to her.

Before a heavy boot came forward to stamp out the light, the glow of the flames showed the silver of a hatchet buried in the young woman’s forehead, a thin stream of crimson curling down to drip onto the forest’s floor.

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