Thunderous Evening in the Deep Woodland by Stephen Plaza

Thunderous Evening in the Deep Woodland

Stephen Plaza

“What’s going on? what’s going on?” is all poor Amaya could say. Earlier it was a cold and rainy night deep in the pine tree forest, which didn’t bother Amaya because her tent was secure. Suddenly she could hear some strange noises from the distance . “Strange,” she murmured . What could that noise be?” Amaya left the safety of her net to investigate. Carrying her flashlight, she ventured toward the sound with all the bravery she could muster up. “Who’s there?” shouted Amaya as she pointed her flashlight in the direction of the mysterious noise. When Amaya looked at the source of the noise, she turned pale like a ghost, leaving her speechless when she saw it. While frozen by fear, all Amaya could see was a tall, dark creature with long, lengthy arms. “Almost human-like but definitely not,” she thought quickly. Then she slowly looked up, and all she could see were glowing purple eyes and no mouth . Once that happened all hell broke loose . The creature started to make the strange noise, but even louder, and in a hostile way. She screamed and made a run for it, and in a panic, she dropped her flashlight. While running away from the creature, she thought, “Damn, Why did I have to lose my flashlight at a time like this?” After some time of running, the noise would slowly fade away and gave Amaya some hope. “Thank goodness”, she said, all out of breath. Suddenly, the screeching noise was close again as if right behind her. She fell on the ground near some tree roots . Trying to get up, she sat there, just looking up, when she saw the silent creature right above her. Her heart was racing, yet all she could feel was an empty void in her chest the more the creature got closer. It slowly extended a hand towards her head. Amaya could feel heaviness all over her body, especially her head. When contact was made the creature was screeching louder than thunder. Amaya could feel pain rush to her head. “What’s going on? what’s going on?” is all poor Amaya could say.