Evidence

 

Do you see? Do you see why you need to stay away?

 

A Warning

Things have totally gone to Hell. It's about 3 a.m. 30 minutes ago we were all still sitting around staring into the fire. No one was talking so everything was silent except for the sounds of nature. But suddenly, I noticed I couldn't even here those anymore. No crickets, no owls, nothing. I could tell everyone else was starting to get uncomfortable too. Then, it started. The growling. It was just as terrifying as the last time I heard it. The sound seemed to be coming from all around us, and we began to hear branches snapping, like people were walking through the woods. Right then, I realized we'd made a horrible mistake. This was way beyond anything we were equipped to deal with. We all got up and clustered together close to the fire like it could protect us. I was huddled between Agnes and Peter, the three of us trembling nonstop. And then it got worse. The growls turned into savage screams and a sudden gust of wind blew our fire out, plunging us into darkness. The sky was overcast, so we didn't even have light from the moon. Something shoved me from behind, and I fell to the ground. I heard one of my team members scream; I think it was Peter. I looked up and saw a dark figure stalking towards me. It was one of the co-eds. Despite my earlier optimism about trying to reason with them, I knew it was no use. I panicked and ran into the trees. As I fled, I heard one of my team members scream again, but there was nothing I could do. I sprinted for what seemed like hours, but I still couldn't find the road. My adrenaline began to wear off, so I had to take a break and sat down against a tree. I finally had the presence of mind to call the police, who naturally thought I was nuts. They said they were sending people, but it would be awhile since I couldn't give them my exact location.
So, now I'm still sitting here by this damn tree blogging to a bunch of strangers on my smartphone. Is this really how my life is gonna end? I have the horrible feeling that my team members might be dead and that I'm next. I mean, if they were still alive I would have heard them, right? They would be yelling or...oh God. I can hear the growling again. They're here. I'm gonna try to take a picture so you guys can see why you need to stay out of these woods. Please, just stay away.

 

Live Update

It's about 2 a.m., and I'm freezing. The temperature has dropped to under 40 degrees, and I'm beginning to regret this trip even though we haven't even seen any ghosts yet. At least we have some cell service out here. We found a little clearing close to the lake and set up our tents and equipment. We have cameras set up all around camp. Some are filming and the others are periodically snapping photos. Hopefully, they catch a glimpse of something even if we don't. After making camp, we split up and explored the surrounding area until about 10 p.m., but once it got pitch dark we gravitated toward the comfort of the fire and each other. Although the ghostly co-eds have yet to make an appearance, I think everyone if feeling really on edge. I guess all we can do is wait. But what are paranormal investigators supposed to do when they sit around a campfire? At this point, telling ghost stories doesn't sound appealing. There's no way we can relax enough to sleep. I managed to talk Tim and Agnes into playing I Spy for a little bit, but we lost interest in that pretty quick. So now we're just sitting here staring into flames. I'll let you know if anything interesting happens.

Back to the Beginning

Well, I think we've gotten pretty good at this ghost hunting thing. I finally felt brave enough to suggest investigating the woods near Cheat Lake, which is where all this began. I'm really not looking forward to the prospect of running into the decapitated co-eds again, but it feels like something I just have to do. Sort of like finding some closure. I still have the occasional nightmare about the girls stalking towards me on the side of the road, and I think going back with my friends will help. Maybe if I see the co-eds as just another investigation they'll stop haunting my dreams. Who knows, now that I'm used to the idea of ghosts I might even be able to communicate with them.What if they're not actually hostile, just scared and in pain because of the way they suffered? We're heading out to the woods at about 6 p.m. to set up camp. I haven't been camping since I was 5 (I got poison oak), so this will definitely be interesting. Peter's bringing along some extra recording equipment since these are the most corporeal ghosts any of us have ever encountered and we might be able to film some great evidence. I'll try to add some live updates if I have a signal on my phone. Wish us luck.