The Cabin Novels & Stories

—Then I suggest you come in, and let's get started; I'm in no hurry. I walked furiously behind him, and he opened the door of the cabin. We entered, and I could see that it was pretty comfortable; there was a fireplace in the room with two big armchairs. I don't even want to imagine what they were used for. The cabin had two floors; from what I saw, downstairs was the living room, the kitchen, and upstairs I imagine the bedrooms. However, I don't even want to go near that area to avoid any temptation with Maximo.

he said with a smile. Hera grinned and walked inside the cabin which is well lit and so beautiful. The cabin is two stories. The first floor has an open kitchen with a bar table and chairs separating it from the living area. There is a back door beside the kitchen which leads to the balcony, which has the full view of the waterfalls. The second floor has the master bedroom with an attached bathroom. There is a huge bed sitting in the middle of the room. The cabin is well maintained and is modern. The drapes are printed red in colour, matching the colour scheme of the entire Cabin.

I would get to be just like everyone else. For the first time in my life. Normal. ** The long drive passed by in a flash. I stretched in my seat as Kemper steered the car through the patrolled entrance to the cabin. Such a small word for the grandiosity of the home at the base of the mountains. With two stories and housing just over ten bedrooms and the same number of bathrooms, the cabin was big enough to accommodate a small community within its walls. Cleared through for entry, I gathered my things and slid my sunglasses over my nose as the car rocked to a gentle stop.

Nothing like putting a bunch of people together in a cabin to create some chaos, she thought wryly. The cabin could house up to fifteen people, with seven bedrooms and four bathrooms, a huge living room and kitchen, and a hot tub out back. Constructed solely out of pine, it resembled a log cabin you’d imagine one of the pioneers living in centuries ago—if you didn’t include the indoor plumbing and central heating. Although it hadn’t gotten dark yet, someone had already turned on the outdoor Christmas lights, the colors twinkling merrily.

She got out and we walked into the mansion. It was dark and everything was black. Behind the main double door entrance was a grand hall. It was a giant room with stairs on both sides leading up to six different floors; each had their own doors with halls most likely leading to more doors. There was a large, crest shaped window above the door, but it was made of black stained glass. There was a huge candle-bearing chandelier hanging from the ceiling, illuminating the room just barely enough to be visible. The actual chandelier left a large shadow on most of the large open space.

' We drove along the gravel road -more of a path for vehicles which wound through the settlement- for quite a while before reaching a row of cabins so close to the forest they were almost in it. I hadn't known what to expect, but it was surprising to see the cabins all looked very different. Some were small enough to obviously be one room while others stretched out rooms like wings. Carson directed us to park in front of a cabin which reminded me of a bowtie---a skinny center part with two wide portions on either side. "You will be sharing this cabin with your escort, Rachel. It's set up as a modesty building. You'll share the sitting area though you both have

"Maintenance cabin, half a mile northeast. We used it for the eastern border patrols before the route changed." I consider the rain, consider the alternative, which is an hour's ride through it. "Lead," I say. The cabin is small, just one room, a fireplace, a stack of dry wood under an oilcloth that someone has maintained out of habit or duty. There's a lantern on the shelf with oil still in it, two coat hooks by the door and a wooden bench along one wall. Nothing else.

In the middle stood an old cabin. I'd only ever been in a cabin once before. When I was really little. I couldn't remember much of it except the countless bugs and the heat because of the electricity going off frequently for apparently no reason. This cabin looked a lot more sophisticated though. I could see the doors and windows were built with reinforced steel and the walls gleaned like it was built with more than just wood. Asides that, it looked fairly simple on the outside. It seemed to be built for convenience and not aesthetics. I could see it for what it was - A safehouse.

Lucien on the other hand, had no problem bringing in their suitcases. Rebekah's heart fluttered when she saw a small footbridge that would lead them to the front door and she crossed it. She pushed open the door to reveal a cozy, inviting interior. Rebekah looked around in surprise, how could a cabin look so good, the cabin's main room was a spacious living area with a rustic stone fireplace, wooden beams that were overhead, and a large window that allowed natural light to come or flood in during the day. The types of furniture also looked so comfortable, the sofas and chairs all in earthy tones matched the exterior. Rebekah also loved the decoration, it suite

Khloe, another friend Kayla managed to make in the camp, shrieked behind us. Kayla nodded, shrieking in excitement. It was through their conversation that I got to know that there were many cabins in the camp, but the most popular cabin is the Alpha cabin, which is inhibited by the most popular girls in the camp; it has three large rooms, a library, a kitchen, and a living room. The second one is the Luna cabin, which was inhibited by me and Kayla; I guess we were able to get such a cabin through the connection my mom and Kayla’s wealthy Dad has.