The Cannibal

"Hurry up, Hurry up!" I saw it right here. The two boys wondered in the forest. They came upon a dark gloomy looking shed.

"Hey, let's stay here tonight bro, it's like two in the morning and I don't know how to get back we'll find out where we are tomorrow. Okay?" whispered Jesse.

"Wait woah woah woah. We don't know if anyone lives here." Said Danny.

"It's like halfway crumbled to the damn ground. No one lives here, or at least not in, two-hundred frickin years."

"Well whatever, I rather stay here than outside wondering around the Pennsylvania wilderness. I swear I saw a giant looking man thing. I can't describe it other than like eight feet walked like a man and had something in its hand. It looked like he had a hat on." Danny said explaining the figure of what he thinks is a man.

"Woah that's messed up but, I think it's your screwed up imagination."

The two boys wondered around the old shed house. It was quite small it had only one bed and some candles along with a desk. It looked like nothing has been touched sense the early 1800's. The bed was old, older than any bed they've ever seen. They lit a match with the very few they had on them, and went to bed on the small hay bed.

Jesse woke up to a rustling noise under the floor boards. "Danny, Danny."

"What?" Danny said with a nagging groan.

"Do you hear that noise?" There was an odd pause then Danny perked his head to the unexplainable noises.

"Do you think it's the thing you saw?" Jesse suggested.

"Hell no. you said it yourself, it's just my fucked up imagination."

"Why are you getting defensive?!?!?"

"I'm not!" cried Danny I just wanna get through the damn night and get home, this is really messing with my mind, I'm sick of this bullshit. If someone's messing with us I'm gunna find out who!"

The boys continued to hear noises throughout the night. They tried to get to sleep but they simply couldn't. Knowing that something's out there, they were paranoid. Any sound they heard they jumped if one of them made a move they jumped. The boys searched the shed for any weapons they could have used. But what they seeked was not what was found, for they found something else that surprised them both.

The moon was full and the owls hooted. The wind blew the trees back and forth, Creek, Creek, Creek. The trees made sounds as the floor boards did in the shed with Danny and Jesse. The boys stood in the back of the shed looking at a hatch on the ground. Jesse being the stronger one pulled and pulled until it budged.

Stairs led down to a passage which led to a room of evil and hate. Cages of bodies hung from the ceiling bodies laid on tables with bite marks in them. Legs, arms, feet, hands were everywhere. The room smelt of rotten decomposed body parts. The room was lit by two candles. Tools hung from the wall ropes, bats, hooks, and wire all were there hanging on the wall just looking at you as if you were looking into death.

The boys were horrified. They had to get out of there but just as they were about to go up the stairs. A door slammed shut. Footsteps were heard from above.

"Shit we gotta hide or were fucked!" Danny trembled.

The two boys hid behind tables of dead bodies. The figure was now at the bottom of the steps.

"I smell fresh bloodddddd." The voice said. It was deep and wicked like a devilish tone. Jesse peeked out of the corner. What he saw was wicked, it was beyond terrifying. A man stood there with razor sharp teeth pointed ears and evil eyes. Blacker than the deepest part of sea and a soul eviler than the devil its self for that was not a man but a thing. A thing that could not exist, in such a world. He walked toward the wall and grabbed the hooks.

He whispered in such a twisted voice a chant that they couldn't understand like a devil worshiper would say. He came over to the boys, got the bat and swung. Danny was knocked out and Jesse stood there watching his friend bleed. The cannibal took the hook and drove it up jesses neck. Blood poured out of his neck and all over the floor. The cannibal stood over the dead body cupping his hands to get as much blood as he could. He poured it all over his face like a cool refreshing drink in the heat of the summer.

Danny woke up strapped to a table. Limbs cut off no legs, no arms. He saw his friend hanging from the ceiling by a rope his neck slit open. He started shouting. The cannibal came back down in a mask; he held a huge knife in his hand. Without saying a thing he stabbed it into the center of Danny's stomach. Blood spewed out of his body. The cannibal licked the bloody body with his pointed tongue. He reached in the torso with his ragged long nails and pulled out Danny's heart. Blood dripped down as  the "thing" took a huge bite into the heart  his mouth with bloody with flesh in between his teeth as he screamed a devilish roar that echoed through the eerie night sky.