Quiet lake in the woods Story…

Quiet in the woods Story I want to tell last summer was Friday afternoon when my Simon called me to go fishing We sometimes go quiet, rather remote place to be alone with nature, eat fresh fish soup made from fish Sometimes take with someone else, but then the whole event turns into another drinking on the nature near the pond, so often we travel together, We know each other since University, now friends families both are not new in tourism and survival in nature, not that professional hikers, but Hiking had to happen Sam, I was usually called, had read on a local forum about some small , which is surrounded on all sides by thick , villages and other settlements around for miles especially popular this place is not used due to the fact that it was difficult to reach when in the lack of other fishing lakes But we haven’t been out camping, so Sam decided it is the perfect option Our plan was the following: on Saturday morning we leave, we go on the road for about 40 kilometers, then turn onto a dirt road, it go about 5 miles until it makes a turn to the village We need to get to the other side, like there is some old track, but it goes not very deep into the woods, where we leave the car and go on foot with backpacks to the place To the we get only in the evening, we put up the tent, cook dinner, eat dinner, sleep and in the morning start fishing just Embarrassing that I had to take the day off on Monday for return on Sunday, we never had time, but ignoring the anger of the authorities, I asked for leave at 6am on Saturday, we went got to the place almost according to plan, but been looking for a turn on a dirt road, then strayed a bit in the woods, so to the lake we went out when the surface is already fading reflection of the last rays of sunset Before dark we only to put up a tent and unpack the sun the sky and the clouds began to rain So we decided not to build a fire, and the faster dinner that requires no cooking, and go to bed after Eating a couple of sandwiches and drinking their homemade brew, we climbed into the tent, wrapped in their sleeping bags and under the rhythmic drumming of the rain drizzling fell asleep I Woke up from what my friend got out of the sleeping bag and sneaks out through me to the exit of the tent I decided what he needs to use the toilet, so I did not worry, just muttered: just be Careful Sam got out safely, but forgot to close the entrance of the tent slipped the cool night air and damp, which extends from the lake I was too lazy to get out of the sleeping bag to close the entrance, so I decided to wait till my friend comes back I lay there about twenty minutes Then I began to lose patience and shouted, something like: — do Not lift was born! but noone answered me On the street already beginning to get light, so I figured that Sam just decided to make a fire and start cooking Breakfast, I climbed out of the tent to confirm their assumptions, moreover, would have had to stand up When I was outside, at first did not understand what was happening, Sam stood to face the forest, his hands lowered along the body, I once again called him by name, he did not react and I went to him, started talking: — are You asleep here? but stopped in mid-sentence, because I went to his friend and saw that his eyes were closed Before SEMA was not seen in sleepwalking, so I was tremendously surprised at what I saw again passed him, waved a hand in front of his closed eyes and did not wait for him any reaction, I didn’t know what to do with a man in that condition, so I just stood next mechanically, trying to think of something, looked to where Sam was looking, if his eyes were open, that is, in the forest And what I saw often gives me nightmares at First I only noticed some movement among the trees, but looking closer, I realized that there, between the trees, walking people, They were all either naked or in loincloths In the hands they had nothing, and to us they seem to not pay any attention But the more I looked, the less real it all seemed Some people went from tree to tree, some jerks, some reached the tree, he talked for a long time, then went back and they did it all silently In all their flickering there was no system, but then I did something stupid I carefully took from his pocket a folding knife, pulled the blade clenched in hand, his only weapon, took a couple of steps in their direction as if I crossed some invisible line and even had no time to shout the words stuck in my throat All the people who walked in a mess between the trees, stopped and was now looking right at me it All happened in utter silence, what can only be summer in the woods before dawn so their behavior did not last more than a minute, then they are discordant with columns marched from the woods in our SEMA direction I turned, ready to run, even grabbed his friend by the sleeve to drag him along, but I was literally dumbfounded when I saw that on the beach and around our tents are exactly the same people, half-naked, all in some dirt and none of them produces any sound People of the forest surrounded us, but closer did not dare, I doubt that it prevented my knife, but that it prevented I do not know one way or another, they began to walk around us, out of tune, out of place, again, without any system, only now around me, and holding his sleeping friend by the sleeve then something happened that I never expected, Sam turned to me, I had time to rejoice, but looking at him, I realized that it was premature His eyes were still closed I let the sleeve of his jacket and stepped back Sam a quick sharp blow knocked the knife out of my hand, and the second blow sent me to the knockout, I did not even have time to think, and I couldn’t wait anything like this from the sleeping lunatic I Woke up all on the same side from the fact that the sun blinded my eyes, and my head was throbbing mercilessly I remembered the events of this morning and was horrified, but quickly looking around, I saw only the tent and no half naked people That I almost cheered, at least we don’t fall into the hands of some sect, living in solitude in these woods I got up and with faltering steps moved to the tent, my head was spinning, waves rolled nausea, I thought that after this trip, Families will have to bear at the bar for the blow of the thought became a little more fun, especially because I reached the tent and saw This, sleeping, wrapped in my sleeping bag I decided not yet to Wake, and he went to the river, washed, and lit a fire, began to prepare Breakfast When the Breakfast was ready, I walked back to the tent, looked inside and joyfully shouted: “the Rise, Tyson, eat submitted!”, I decided that this nickname is now necessary to consolidate the seme, because he knocked me really masterful But the reaction on his part was not, then I climbed up on the belt into the tent and began to bother my friend through the sleeping bag But then I noticed that the bottom of a sleeping bag showing through any dark wet spots, not knowing anything, I gently undid the zipper and saw that the belly of my friend sticks out his favorite folding knife with a Jerk I fell out of the tent and crawled away from her for a few meters I was in a panic, I didn’t know what words to describe my condition is meaningless, and most likely these words are not to pick up I’m somehow forced ourselves to go back to the tent and felt for her heartbeat, but it was useless, my friend was dead and had already started stiffening and Then I had like a nervous breakdown, I jumped to my feet and ran, ran for a long time, now I it and realize that I made a couple loop through the woods, but then I didn’t care I ran, fell, when no longer able to escape was, then stumbled, almost falling, and didn’t understand why I’m doing this only by finding our abandoned car, I collapsed next to her wheel and began to sob, crying for a long time, maybe an hour, maybe two, More or less came to myself I only in the dead of night Then I called the police and an ambulance, I was not afraid, and I somehow had not occurred to me that I could be charged with murder In , and so it happened, I was much questioned, but then for some reason decided to believe me, I told the whole story, holding nothing back In the end, all blamed on an accident, like my friend he stabbed to the other night in a fit of somnambulism I was advised to go to the psychologist because no traces of any people either on the shore or in the woods the police are not found, but has written off all what I imagined in the predawn darkness, and the rest I made up or hallucinated very difficult I have experienced all of what happened, thought about it a lot But still I have no answer to the questions: who were these silent people, why they are, and I do not doubt that they, killed my friend, and I was not touched, why, in the end, I was framed for murder, ties to such bodies I have, so for me it is also a mystery


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