Darkness

Darkness

A Story by Jeremy Hiles
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Everyone has darkness inside

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It was getting dark.  I glanced at my watch nervously.  7:45.  It was getting late, and I was all alone.  I had decided to go on a camping trip with some friends and gotten separated from them.  How, I had no idea.  All I knew was that everywhere I looked I could see the trees closing in all around, suffocating me.  Soon I wouldn't be able to see even that much, as it was the night of no moon.  I had a flashlight, but the batteries were old and the beam it cast was extremely weak.  Shoving it into my pocket, I decided to conserve it for only times when I really needed light.  
I looked around again, already able to notice the darkness falling across the forest.  All sense of time was lost to me.  I looked at my watch again.  8:36.  Not good.  It was getting dark fast.  Nearly in a panic, I started to run through the forest, often barely able to see trees in time to throw myself to the side to avoid hitting them.  Now and then I thought I could see a light in the distance, but it always disappeared in the trees.  Anxiety was beginning to take its hold on me, and I could hear whispers of fear in my mind.  As a dashed madly through the trees, I ran into a low branch that I did not see in time to dodge.  My forehead connected with the branch with a dull cracking sound and I fell to the ground.  I reached up to touch the area that had been hit, and when I pulled my fingers away they were covered in warm, sticky blood.  I wiped my hand on the ground and picked myself back up to continue through the woods.  
A light shone in the distance again, I could see it clearly.  Hopeful, I started running toward it.  After a short time, however, the light vanished yet again, leaving me in even deeper darkness than before.  I stood still for a moment, trying to catch my breath and come up with a rational plan to follow.  As I stood there, I heard an unmistakable sound from behind me.  Heavy breaths.  Deep breaths.  And they were coming closer.  I turned quickly and peered into the darkness, but it was no use, it was too dark to see anything more than a foot or two from my face.  I couldn't even see my own feet as I ran.  Turning around in terror, I ran through the forest.  As I was running, I could hear the breathing following me, seeming to get closer and closer.  I pulled out my dying flashlight and used it sparingly to keep from running into any more trees.  Suddenly the ground dropped out from beneath me and I fell into a dried up river bed.
I tumbled to the ground, losing all sense of up and down before finally coming to a stop at the bottom.  Chest heaving, struggling for breath, I rolled into a crouch, looking around frantically.  Now I heard footsteps crunching on the dry leaves.  The heavy breathing followed, coming ever closer.  I turned and scrambled up the opposite bank and struggled to pull myself up and over the edge.  Finally, I made it to the top and took off in a dead run as fast as I could go.  
Running, running, I don't know for how long.  I turned my wrist to look at my watch and realized it wasn't there.  It must have fallen off when I fell down into the river bed. I thought to myself.  I continued running, but could not escape the darkness.  My flashlight died and I was totally enveloped in the darkness.  I heard the footsteps coming closer.  I threw myself to the ground under a partially decayed log, trying to hide from my pursuer.  I could hear it coming towards me.  Then the footprints stopped.  I held my breath, trying make no noise at all to avoid detection.  After some time, at least 20 minutes, I dared to peek out.  A flash of light and all I could see was a huge dark shape coming towards me.  Then everything faded into darkness.  
I woke up in the camp with my friends.  We ate breakfast and I told them about my dream.  They laughed and said it was probably just because we were in a strange place and that I wasn't used to sleeping outside.  That made sense and I believed them.  It wasn't until we had packed up all of our things that I realized I still didn't have my watch.  I looked all over for it, but didn't find it.  Months later we went camping there again, and as we were walking along a river bed, I saw it.  A watch, cracked and rusted. The one I had lost before.

© 2015 Jeremy Hiles


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I wish there was some dialogue and the story moved faster. I like the scene though. However the end is just like I woke up, it was a dream. There should've been more to it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Jeremy Hiles

9 Years Ago

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on this! I appreciate your feedback, however, the.. read more
The imagery in this is intoxicating very good job.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Jeremy Hiles

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your review!

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Added on February 19, 2015
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Tags: dark, darkness, creepy, suspense

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Jeremy Hiles

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I enjoy reading and writing most all genres. I have written several short stories and am currently working on two books, as well as another story that very well could end up becoming a book too. I l.. more..

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