"Come on Greg! Indulge me, the least you could do is be enthused!"
I stared blankly at Dave from my apartment door as he pleaded for me to see it through
"I know you're dealing with a nasty breakup, let's fill our backpacks up and bail!"
Flash forward as i reluctantly drag my feet behind him on the Appalachian Trail
Hands over my head, unamused as i hear Dave say "Wow! Look at that"
I glance down the clearing to see two women, standing unfolding a map
Both in purple tank tops, black leggings and autumn hair pulled to the back
We make our way towards them, shoes crunching gravel on the broken down path
"What brings you ladies all the way out here?" With a smile Dave starts questionin'
They swing around meeting us with wide blue eyes, "Oh just feeling adventurous"
The other quipped "we laugh in the face of danger" i chuckled at the Simba impressionist
"What about you two? Are you rapists? Or murderers?" They asked
"Of course not! We came out here because my friend got dumped! He's feelin bad!"
They both gave me a reaction I'm accustomed to sadness and pity
"I'm Dave, and this Greg" they smiled back "Amanda" "Vicky"
I look up at the sky, to see the sun pulling its curtains, the blue's dimming
"It's getting dark, would you two like to set up camp with us?" Dave asks in the spur of the minute
"Sounds great!" They gathered up their things, we proceeded to hike
My mind was trying to plant evil seeds but i ruined its plot "it'll all be alright"
"Give it a chance! You always fuck up good things by reading between the lines"
We finally found a place to stop, a clearing showcased by the evening's dying light
We got the tents set up, unpacked, got the campfire lit,
Red and yellow flames accented by our growing pyramid, six cans of Heniken
Vicky sat next to me staring, i shot back some awkward glances her way
She softly snickered and gently placed her hand on my leg
Dave starts spouting out campfire stories about apparitions and bad intentions
And I just laugh lightly, critiquing how all his narratives were badly written
Thought I felt Vicky tremble as she tightened her grip on my thigh
I looked to her ocean eyes only to drown in them, her innocence died
I felt a rush of wind hit my face as she raised her fist to the sky
She swung it down in an instance, my face spat out a grimace and cry
As i looked down just in time to see her shove that syringe in my side
I felt a paralysis sneak up my spine, my limbs turned to mush
I fall face first into the mud, at the mercy of this internal numb
As I lay motionless, I'm grabbed by the feet, they're dragging me
My body keeps tryna catch some sleep, i fight back until blackness is all i see...
…..i find myself squeezed awake embraced by a stake
Its roped arms choking the life out of me, keeping me in place
I glance up and see Dave, tied up like myself only meters away.
His white shirt soaked crimson, under his chin bleedin, I'm screamin out "HEY!
THIS MUST BE A MISTAKE!" I glance down to my swinging legs
I meet the familiar faces of the demons standing at the base
Maniacal laughter, stained lips and blotches of red on their cheeks
I weld my eyes shut as they pick the remnants of Dave from their teeth
I hear the shuffling of feet I tear apart my lids reluctantly
To see a crowd of ghastly figures starting to gather in the mist in front of me
"They're hungry!" Vicky laughs "hang on everyone it'll only take me a sec!"
She gets on her tip-toes so she can reach me, places the blade at my neck
Without any hesitation she cuts my jugular vein, the dirt below me being painted red
Contrasted to the black I'm fading to and As i take my last breath
I hear Satanic chants and rotten teeth plunging into my ankle flesh
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