Putney Mountain: A Short Story

“Oh, you don't need to. My son is upstairs right now, actually. He's with Mr. Mulholland and Mr. Temple. Would you like to visit them?”

Like clockwork, Liam is rushing into his room. “Are you okay? I heard you scream - do we need to go to the hospital?” Liam crouches down feeling for a fever.

"Woah." Jasper said in a surprised tone as he stumbled back a little, his hand on his head in pain. You immediately step towards him in concern and hold him steady. Murphy scoffed in the background, but you decided to ignore it as Jasper was your only concern at the

After taking a deep, calming breath, he opened his eyes and gave the young intern an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled. It’s just… I was there; I saw what they did to him and… Shit! He’s my friend, and I just want to know if he’s okay!”

At last Betty spoke, “James, and I discussed the issue several times, he’s not sure the mountain poses a threat, he thinks it might be a sick joke. If it is, his office will handle it. Anyone ever heard of a haunted mountain?” Even though, they laughed, several knew something strange was going on up there.

Tom slowly rolled onto his back, his breath catching in his throat as a sharp pain flared in his ribs. “I’m fine,” he replied through gritted teeth.

It was a very short walk to the big hill where Frederick’s house was on. They all paused, looking at each other, before finally trekking up. They walked in a comfortable silence. Except it wasn’t that comfortable because each of them were nervous of what was to come. The dark, scary, hill they were walking up didn’t make things easier.

I turned my gaze to Justin, watching him smile at me. "N-no I don't remember." I stuttered, amazed that I was even looking at Justin Bieber, let alone that he was sitting on my couch, in my house. "I don't remember it either, I've heard many good things about you." Justin said, showing his teeth as he stood up to walk over to

“Magnus, are you okay?” They were unfamiliar, but it sounded as if they were panicking. He inclined his head in the direction was coming from and opened his mouth to say something before the world became, once again, dark and silent.

I looked at him confused, “I say lots of things, I’m talking to you right now.”

He got behind the wheel of his truck and backed out. He had planned to go to his parent’s house and maybe take a shower because he just couldn’t seem to get the feel of the blood off of him and he needed to change his clothes because they were covered in blood as well.

“I’m fine,” said Ethan, through gritted teeth, and then gripped onto the bathroom sink to try and stand up, though he had the body strength of a new-born colt. He glanced up at Cal, whose worried face seemed to have gone into overdrive, and gave a much deliberated blink.

At last Betty spoke, “James and I discussed the issue several times, he’s not sure the mountain poses a threat, he thinks it might be a sick joke. If it is his office will take care of them. Has anyone ever heard of a haunted mountain?” Even though, they laughed, several knew something strange was going on up there.

Jess placed a gentle finger to his temple where a bump had sprung up like a miniature hill. ‘You hit your head on the floor. So, we dragged you under the table.’

“It shouldn’t have been like this,” She muttered again, as she wiped her bloody hands against her clothes. She squinted at her dark surroundings, looking for something-- anything that could help her. “Please, someone help me!” She walked slowly and steadily towards the thick trees of the forest, hoping that she was going the right way towards the highway.