Campground Nightmare Novels & Stories

They’re weird. It takes about two hours to get out to the campground, the same one we went to after I was attacked by my stalker so many months ago. I’m glad to see it again, though it’s less pleasant now in the winter air. I eye the uninsulated cabins suspiciously. Were we going to be warm enough? The Beta forces are already on the move, using flame throwers – of all ridiculous things – to clear out the snow from around the fire pit, off the cabin porches.

I take the liquid soap inside the niche built into the wall and soap my body, letting the water wash away all the sweat and a small part of the tiredness, I was already feeling relaxed enough to be able to sleep. I turn off the shower and grab the towel drying myself quickly, put on new boxer shorts and head to bed, let my body fall on the soft mattress and close my eyes, but my cell phone screen is flashing with a new notification and I'm not going being able to sleep while not looking at the notification, I didn't miss anything in my line of work, sometimes a message or a simple call can save lives. I put my finger behind the cell phone unlocking the screen and open W******p, I swallow har

He continued to drive without being aware of an oncoming car, and due to the fast driving, their car was thrown on the road just as hard. ------ ''Dad!'' Gideon gets up soon after the nightmare. That was not a dream. It really happened ten years ago, yet it is still fresh in his mind. His head is still throbbing from the hangover. "Damn, my head," he mumbled as he gently arose from his slumber, and he was surprised when he turned his sight to the woman sleeping next to him. "Sucks, what did I do again?" He asks himself as he stands up and puts on his boxers and pants.

I tried to sleep but nothing worked, not even counting sheep. I drifted off into a short slumber, but something kept rubbing my face. It wouldn't stop hovering around me. I pried my eyes open and so a tree branch poked into my room from the window. That was weird and I didn't need anything creepy, it was already one in the morning. I sat up and looked at the tree branch at my window, how did it get in here?. I tried to lift it off my bed but before touching it, it moved to a standing position. I shifted to the edge of the bed in horror, covering myself with my favorite duvet.

Something was definitely brewing there. Finally, we pulled into a gravel lot. I leaned forward, trying to see what this “spontaneous” adventure was. “Is that what I think it is?” I asked slowly, staring at the dilapidated structure ahead. Eli’s grin told me everything. “What the actual hell…” I whispered, my eyes locking on the chipped paint, broken windows, and vines crawling up the walls like nature was trying to warn us. A crooked sign above the doorway read: HOUSE OF SCREAMS – ENTER IF YOU DARE.

Just the vast openness of nature and all its unpredictability where someone can stalk, chase, hunt, and kill you without anyone knowing a damn thing. That’s why, when Kaiser mentioned we’d be camping, I felt a pang of anxiety clawing at my chest. I tried not to show it because I trusted him and didn’t want to ruin his excitement, but inside, I was already mentally preparing for the worst. What if it rained? What if the tent didn’t hold up? What if the night sounds kept me awake all night, with every rustle of leaves or snapping twig making me jump? What if Barry spawns out of nowhere and kills me?

It'll take more than three and a half hours to reach the Hondbill National Park where we will be spending the next three days, camping. "Is she for real? Did she really go to sleep?" I hear one of the girls behind me mutter. "I guess so. She's probably too shy," her friend whispers. Adonis too definitely heard them. After some time, I slowly open my one eye a little to see what he is doing. And I find him sitting with his face tilted in Andrea's direction. I fully open my eyes to see him staring at her while she talks to the girl beside her, totally ignoring him.

My phone was mounted on the dash, a call between our three different cars that we had caravanned to the conference in. Oliver growled. “Isn’t the next city the one with the single motel that looks straight out of a horror movie?” I chuckled at my Gamma but it was Kirk, my Beta, who replied. “Scared, Liver?” “So what? I don’t want to sleep with bed bugs. Because you know they don’t clean that shit. The whole town is disgusting. I swear.” “They have a strip club.” One of the younger guys piped up, making Kirk and I groan.

The noise grew louder, the sound of snarling, shouting, and clashing. I scrambled outside, hoping it was just a training exercise, but the scene was a nightmare. The camp was under attack by bloodthirsty wolves. It was exactly like my dream. I realized then that if I tried to hide in the tent, I would be trapped. I ducked toward the tent next to ours, but before I could reach safety, something snagged me. I was yanked backward and slammed hard onto the dirt. I let out a jagged breath, waiting for teeth to sink into my flesh.

The jungle-like woods would be dangerous to travel in the dark, they needed to camp on the beach tonight and when sunlight hit then they could explore. “We need to camp here on the beach tonight. The beach is open and less likely for anything to be lurking. We can start our journey into the jungle tomorrow but tonight we're staying here. Gather wood and make a fire.” She called out to them. They all seemed to nod in agreement and quickly began to set up camp. Danica felt Kaleb’s hands wrap around her waist and she all but melted into his warm body. She shut her eyes, enjoying his touch for a moment. She didn't want to think about how they were stranded, that no one knew where they were, and