Young Writers Society

It was a Saturday night and Anthony was sitting on his chair. He was sitting outside on his porch drinking his bottle of Whiskey. Right next to him was his dog, Lucky. Anthony is a 45 year old man who was buff and handsome. He had brown hair and had a beard. He had eyes that would put fear into other people. Then their was his dog. Lucky was a Weimaraner with the most beautiful eyes a dog could have. He was still a young dog, being at the age of 2. Anthony and Lucky would always go into the forests to hunt and look at the nature that the Earth has brought upon us. They were best buddies and closer than anyone around. 

He poured his whiskey into his cup and downed the cup of whiskey into his body. He looks at the forest up ahead and wondered what goes in in the night. He has never gone into the forest at night before. It was because he knew not to go in at night. There have been cases of multiple people that have gone missing. The police would find blood and torn clothing but thats the most the police can connect to the missing people. 

Then out of nowhere, they heard a loud scream. It was a scream of pain. But Anthony just shrugged it off. He thought it was a prank. He thought it was just a prank that would scare any fool. But then he heard a second time. Now he took it seriously. He went inside his farmhouse and he grabbed his shotgun and flashlight. He called Lucky to go with him and Lucky got up and started smelling the scent. They kept walking trying to find the sound of where it was coming from. As they kept walking, the screams started to get louder and louder. It was an eerie feeling that Anthony felt. Then there was a pause. Anthony and Lucky stopped. It was like time stopped and everyone and everything was paused. Then Lucky started to run. Anthony chased him so he could slow him down and so he wouldn’t lose him. Anthony kept running for him without even noticing that they exited the forest. Lucky made a stop and so did Anthony.Anthony allowed himself to catch his breath and look around. He was in a cornfield. He knew he was in farm. But he didn’t know who’s farm it was. Anthony then looked at Lucky. Lucky, just sitting, gave Anthony a look of happiness. He wasn’t tired, which surprised Anthony. Lucky went back to smelling a scent and kept walking. Anthony was dumbfounded. He had never seen Lucky act like that. Just running at nothing at a speed that he has never seen before. Then to make a sudden stop. Like if he was trying to test Anthony. Anthony kept thinking of why this event happened. But his train of thought changed. Lucky stopped again. Anthony thought that he was messing around. But he wasn’t. They both looked up and saw an equestrian farm. Anthony has never seen this farm before. But it was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen before. He then went to go knock on the door. No response. He knocked a second time. Still no response. He did it a third time. Like the first two times, no response. He decided to leave and just thought that it was all in his mind. Then the door opens. Here pops out a man. A man that is 51 years old. Started to get grey hair but he wasn't that old. He was a muscly man with skin that looked tan. He invited them to come inside. Anthony obliged and went inside with Lucky. 

The old man lets Anthony sit on the chair next to his table. Lucky laid down next to him. "Welcome to my home." Said the old man. "My name is Victor. Victor Moreno. What's your name?" said Victor. "My name is Anthony. Anthony De Luca." Said Anthony in a nervous voice. Anthony was scared. He remembered the screams he heard from earlier but he didn't want to mention it. But he didn't need to. "Did you hear a scream that was in the forest?" Said Victor. "Yes. I did. That is how I ended up here." Said Anthony. " I was trying to find the source of where it came from." "I thought I was the only one who heard it." Said Victor. They both sat still. The were both quiet. Anthony wanted to ask what Victor thought what or who made that sound. But he also didn't want to know. Then out of nowhere he hears yelling coming from Victor's basement. It sounded like a woman's voice. Anthony then looked at Victor suspiciously. Victor responded quickly. "It's just my wife yelling for help or a question." Anthony asked if he can see Victor's wife. He said yes. "What your wife's name?" " Her name is Alexia. Alexia Smith." “Actually, let me take you down to the basement and show you to my wife.” Anthony nodded without any question. As Victor and Anthony go down the wooden stairs, Anthony starts to get a gut feeling, like if something isn’t right. Victor goes and checks on his wife. Anthony waits patiently for what seems like an hour. Victor then comes back to Anthony with a grin on his face. “Go right on and see my beautiful wife.” says Victor. Anthony then goes in and screams in horror. He sees Alexia, bloody all around , especially at the face. Her left leg seems to be broken, with a little bit of bone sticking out. Anthony then blacks out. He feels nothing while being blacked out, feeling like if he has died. He sees all theses images in his head, images that no one can explain. He then wakes up with a splash of water going onto his face. The water came from Alexia. He then goes to the basement door. He figures out the door is locked. He budges it as hard as he can, but no can do. He’s stuck in the basement with Alexia, wondering if he will ever get out, alive or dead.