Mysterium Short Story

It was just a normal day like any other I was walking down my street and a group of us wanted to go camping, we got all our gear ready and went on, the first night was a little spooky, we were hearing strange sounds in the bushes near our campsite. In the morning we went to go see what was in the bushes nothing but unknown footprints.We were all debating on what the creature was, so the second night came by and then we heard the noise again all but Dave went outside the tents to see what was making that sound, we started shining flashlights until we heard a fast running sound away, all of were spooked out, in the morning we found out that Dave was not in his tent, we all thought he went to the bathroom but for a couple hours he still was not back.(153)

Last winter, I went on a camping trip in the woods. As we unpacked our tents, I couldn’t believe what I saw. Two red eyes glowing right at me behind a bush. They were getting bigger and bigger the closer the creature got to us. We usually go camping in this forest, but this was the first time I saw something strange here. My stomach churned as I noticed the bush starting to rustle, alarming me that the creature will jump out and kill us. ¨Hey Matt, do you see those big, glowing, red eyes too?¨ I whispered, still looking at the creature hidden behind the bush. Matt, my best friend, was too busy fighting the cloth of our tent because he got his legs somehow stuck.

My friend and I were walking on the side of The Upper Iowa River by Lidtke Mill when we had heard a noise that had came from the trees. At first we did not know where it had came from. But soon after that we had seen someone or something come out from in the trees. They were carrying something. I had thought it was a body but my friend thought different. She had thought it was just some sticks or like leaves from a grass area. Of course now we were scared to go to the mill. Because we did not know who he was or what he had. But we were not very smart and we ended up going to the mill.

My nose was hurting, and I was trying to piece things together. When I took a look in the mirror everything came back to me, I was being hunted by something unknown, and the feeling of being watched came back to me. I was beginning to panic, but realized I was safe. The monster didn't want to kill me other wise I would be dead, this was a game to it, it was its way to have a good time and relieve itself of boredom. I would only be hunting if I played along to, or tried to face it. Fear is only scary if you allow it to be. I went to the wooded area where I was met by it before, it still smelled the same so I knew it was near. I waited for almost a half hour before falling asleep in the woods, it was peaceful in there and it felt surreal. The dream i was having was the most peaceful thing i have ever experienced, there was a medley of tunes that made my body vibrate, the perfect shade of light to make it seem like it was a holy place. The thing was i never woke, the monster had killed me in my sleep, things like this happen when you try and face your fears, all alone, at least i felt at peace. I also didn't feel alone, it felt like everybody i knew as there beside me, trying to guide me through this unknown place, the hunter got me in the end but it taught me things i would have not known if it had never

Dear diary, ug that sound so cheesy! I normally don't write a journal, but what happened i just had to write down. For one and a half weeks i have been at sleep-away girl scout camp. We had just finished a long day bouldering at rattle snake gorge and I was ready for bed! All i wanted was a good undisturbed night's sleep. But no, it had to come. But i'm getting ahead of myself. It all started when i woke up to a soft thud. At first i assumed someone was going to the bathroom. But when i looked around i saw a tall shadowy creature. It was 7 ft tall pure black with glowing amber eyes. Each of its fingers were three feet long and dripped who knows what. It looked me in the eyes and and more in my head than out loud, “can

It all started on a cold winter morning. It wasn’t snowing too bad, but it was cold. My Grandpa headed out to the deer stand before the sun broke the horizon. He wasn't expecting much because the season was coming to an end. The stand he was using that day ended up being a pine tree he found in the swamp-like area. I feel like that wasn’t the best decision to make because it was freezing cold. As my grandpa was sitting in the pine tree, he suddenly heard something breaking ice down below. He looked down from the pine tree and spotted a doe. As it walked, it jumped over the fence and continued onward. A little while later, he heard something else walking and breaking ice. He spotted the deer and realized it was a small buck. He watched it as it jumped the fence and

I was standing by the cattle helping my father bath and feed the cattle, it was a great day to do our final bit of work we had around the farm. Although before we could finish, My father had to take a trip into the town to get feed for the animals. As my father was leaving for his trip into town he had a strange look on his face, I knew he was scared to leave because I have been hearing him and mother talking about this monstrosity that was said to be coming for our town. Before he made it out of the driveway I sprinted after him,

I speedily ran back to my room. I donned my slippers and my winter coat, and placed a winter cap on my head. I grabbed my massive flashlight and headed out of the door. I happened to look at my clock and stopped dead in my tracks. The clock read 2 o’clock on the mark. I stood there, dazedly staring at the clock. I turned the light on in my room and ran out into the hallway. I ran through the entire house flipping on lights madly looking for anything I could find. There was nothing, absolutely nothing that would help me find my mom. I ran out onto the porch and stared out into the pitch black night. What was happening? I walked to the edge of the clearing that our house sat on and followed the driveway for awhile. Suddenly my flashlight died and I found myself totally enclosed in darkness. I began to shake. I walked forward, or what I thought was forward, until I tripped and fell. I groped around and found that I was completely surrounded by trees. I got up and walked back the way I thought I had come. I tripped again and tore my pants. I got back up and stumbled like this in the dark for what seemed like an eternity. I wandered for what seemed like hours. Suddenly I heard a sound. I stopped dead

The next morning was Saturday and we were going to search for evidence of Bobby’s disappearance in the forest. When we entered the forest, we all got a gloomy feeling. We looked around for hours until we found something. Bobby’s tent and camp supplies were sitting on the ground. The tent was empty, no evidence whatsoever. We started to head back, but where was back. We all kept walking until we found a small shed. We were curious so we decided to enter. As we got closer there was a radiant glow coming from the door. When we opened the door, we all got sucked in and I blacked

My eyes drooped before finally sealing themselves closed. It only lasted for a second thought, as a bright light and a small pop, followed by his shriek of terror, brightened my eyes to open back up. Another flash of light popped next to me, then another. The man pushed off of my back leaving my body on the ground in a broken mess. I gasped for air like a maniac. My chest burned with each breath I took, but at this point I embraced it each time with my uncontrollable desperation for air. I watched as the bits of light continued to hit the ground. The once malicious demon now ran off in front of me, swiping his top hat with his free hand as he made his escape. Following him were the flashes of light on the ground. Shortly after the man ran past the arch of dead trees and disappeared into the unknown the sound of pattering footsteps emerged from behind me. Whispers were made as I began to calm my breathing. I couldn’t understand what they were saying as they tried to keep their voices away from me. One of the set of footsteps made their way around to the front of me before I shut my eyes again. Once the footsteps became silent the presence of a palm pressed gently onto my neck. The feeling of warmth and softness quickly flowed through my body, warming up the death and despair from before with hope and hospitality. It laid there for a while before pulling itself away from me. A voice raised itself up to speak but was quickly silenced by

I lay in my bed, most likely past midnight. The candle I’m using flickers and flares lighting the damp room after the storm. I’m writing in my journal, when I hear a knock at my front door. I quietly tip-toed down the creaking stairs to the door. I opened up the door to reveal a shadowy figure. He handed me a letter and without any words got back on his horse and rode away. I shut the door and walked back up the stairs, not even thinking of the letter I was just handed. When I got upstairs I blew out the candle and went to sleep.

I froze, closing my eyes trying to convince myself it was just my fidgety imagination acting up again. I waited and listened. Happy with the silence that followed I continued only to welcomed with a new sense of fear. The breaths that blasted against my cold neck was almost enough to make me jump up into the dark nothingness that was above me. I debated for what seemed like an eternity to run or to turn around and see what creepy creature caught me. Finally, my curiosity got the better of me and I slowly turned around and my breath was immediately taken away from me. There stood the most fearsome of frights that was ever bequeathed to this earth… my older

My head was dully throbbing a bit but that's about it. My wrist had a cut in it so I tied my sweater around it. A small sound of ticking drew my attention. I followed it and began walking down to an area where the underbrush was not as thick. A small shuffling drew my attention in a near bush, I saw a flash of jet black but it left long before I could get near it. Further away I saw the small carcass of a rabbit. I brushed it off as some coyote getting its early meal. I kept walking, sometimes popping a gummy bear into my mouth for a light snack (that and the fact that I was a nervous eater). The ticking continued and intensified. Every so often I'd hear a small crack or steps as if someone was near me. I felt as if I was being watched, a dull burning feeling of eyes on me, I then came across a shack. The ticking seemed to be coming from inside. I felt as if I should leave but blindly ignored it. I took out my phone but the screen was dead. A long charcoal looking arm reached out from the broken door. A strangled gurgling noise came from the shack as I saw a head emerge, white orbs for eyes, jaw slack as if it was dislocated. The figure was jet black. "There's something in the woods again" it gurgled, "finally come to visit me". A long black oozing tongue popped out of its mouth, dripping greyish sludge as it started to lurch towards me, spine cracking at every movement it moved, as if it were in a game. It made a small rhythmic ticking noise with

The night was black all around me. I had just got into bed from trick or treating. I was about to fall asleep when I heard a strange noise. I thought it was my sister so I stayed there. I heard it again so I opened my to see a silvery translucent ghost.

As I walk through the woods listening to the sounds, I notice that it's eerily calm. I look up at the sky and see that it's getting darker. It must be dinner time soon. I hear a rustle in the bushes and glance to my left. I don’t see anything but I hear another rustle. I look to my right, but, there's nothing there. I turn in the direction of my house and start to make my way towards it. Something tells me to turn around, however, I ignore it and continue to walk home. I hear a stick break behind me and ignore the chills I feel go through me, thinking that it’s just the animals that live here. I continue to trudge along the forest path but when I hear a growl rip through the air I freeze and shut my eyes tight. Feeling the hair on my neck stand up, I immediately sense danger. Something whips past me and sends a cold chill in my direction, adding on to the chill of the forest. I hear a less feral growl in front me and shiver in fear. I feel something move towards me, making no sound as it steps through the snow. I shut my eyes tighter as I feel it closing the distance between us.