Camp Bushwhack Movie Novels & Stories

There's no way he's trying to escape his responsibility of being my personal nurse—when I'm the one who took care of him when he's sick! Straight men and their audacity. I stood up from my bed to grab Damian's phone. I should start scheduling appointments from derma clinics after I get out of here. I have to know if this will cause infection—that will be the end of my world. While I'm busy using Damian's phone, I heard a commotion outside of the cabin. Without hesitation, I sprint out of the cabin—leaving Damian's phone on the bed. As I walked outside, I saw the nuns and the other people of the camp surrounding something unknown. It's a UFO—Unidentified F*cking Obstruction of peace.

Their mom stepped out of the truck and so did the stranger and Jill. Joe stood up, “Where are we, is that cabin ours’ mom?” he asked while Jill helped him off the truck “I have not been here before. Have you, Zac, Damon?” he looked to his brothers. “Oh great, have we not had enough horror for the day?” Zac finally got his old self back, “First the werewolves, and now this.” Pointing at the cabin Remember that movie joe, we watched? the title is exactly ‘Cabin in the woods’ and now look at where we are.” jumping off of the back of the truck just behind Damon.

To my surprise, we were taking the jeep. There was a clear path that leads to a location that was close to the field. When we got there, Alex parked the jeep and started to remove things from the back. He was prepared for camping. The set-up was beautiful. A tent, a picnic mat, fireplace and a fully charged tablet to watch already downloaded movies because there was no network in the woods. The night was going smoothly. We were watching our second comedy film. I was cuddled in his arms, and it felt good.

A gunshot echoed through the night, first one, then another and another. More of the hideous creatures lurched across the campsite, each one as frightening and ugly as the one who had tried to get into the girls’ tent. Kappes was shooting at them. His bullets thudded into the creatures with a wet, sickening sound, but the gunfire seemed only to slow them, not stop them. The two boys were huddled behind him, and Smith was wrestling with the creature he had pulled away from the tent. Nicky had seen enough horror movies to know what was happening. It was impossible, but the campsite was being attacked by zombies! Never in a million years would she have believed it.