Hey guys, i know what you're thinking, 'not another new story!' But yes, i wanted to write something pure horror and gore so that is where this one is heading!

I would advise caution if you're squemish, this will probably get very disturbing!

Anyway... let me know what you think! And if you're reading this - ...Voice - you shouldnt be because you should be working on your own! i want to read more! :)

So enjoy, let me know what you think of the opening chapter!

xxxxx

Chapter 1

'I'm telling you we did not take a wrong turn.' Finn shouted from the drivers seat. 'I looked on the map before we left and this road clearly joins up with it again in a few miles, it's a short cut.'

'Right, so explain to us why we've now been driving for three hours straight and haven't seen any other signs of life?' Santana asked, setting her knees into the back of Finn's chair and aggravating him.

'She has a point Finn.' Quinn added from her seat behind Rachel. Somehow the three cheerios had been stuck with Finn and Rachel, in Finn's car. It only had three doors and was small in the back for even tiny people. That and it looked like it could fall apart at any minute. 'My legs are going numb back here.' The blonde complained.

'Look, I swear it wont be much longer.' He assured them, none of the girls buying it except Rachel.

'Come on guys.' She turned around to face them. 'Finn knows what he's doing.' Rachel grinned over at him, the footballer smiling back.

'Eww.' Santana complained, Brittany giggling and snuggling down into Santana's side.

'Okay.' Quinn sighed. 'I just wish we were in Puck's truck with nice seats and air conditioning and space to move around.' She said sarcastically, Santana smiling at her as Finn simply rolled his eyes and continued driving. They all sat silently after that, watching the trees and wildlife pass them. Well, what little wildlife there was. They had seen maybe two birds in the past hour, which was unusual seeing as they were in a damn forest. Finally, another half an hour later, they came across something. It looked like a gas station, or something resembling what the gas station looked like once. Finn pulled the car to a stop, leaving it along the side of the road as Puck did the same behind him. The girls forcefully hurried Rachel and Finn out of the car so they could be free, standing up and stretching every muscle that had been aching. Puck then appeared next to them, followed by Mercedes, Tina, Mike, Blaine and Kurt. Pucks truck was a big seven seater, the last seat being taken up with all of their stuff. If they were going hiking they were going to do it properly, Puck's car was the only vehicle big enough to carry their equipment. How the girls managed to draw the short straw and get stuck in Finn's car was a mystery, but they could argue about swapping seats on the way home.

'Stop being so dramatic.' Finn said as he walked past them, hugging Rachel from behind around the shoulders and watching the three girls do their cheerio stretches. 'It's not that bad back there.'

'Yeah okay, I'd like to hear you say that after twenty minutes of your big long legs all scrunched up in there. We've been sitting down for the best part of four hours thanks to your little detour.' Santana reminded him, taking Brittany's hand and entwining their fingers.

'Anyway…..' Rachel interrupted before an argument could kick off, concentrating on the building behind them. 'Why don't we stock up on snacks for the road and ask for directions? The person who runs this place must know the quick ways to go.'

'Yeah, that's a good idea.' Tina said, skipping happily over to Rachel. 'The guys ate all of our food after the first hour so I could eat a skunk.' She joked.

'I've totally done that, tasted like chicken.' Brittany said.

'B, that was chicken.' Santana corrected. 'The only meat you eat is chicken.'

'Oh right, well I think it's what a skunk would taste like.' Brittany grinned, Santana smiling along with her.

'Okay, so inside.' Mike hurried them along, everyone apart from the cheerleaders moving towards the door. Quinn's back was pressed against Finn's old banger, her arms folded across her chest and a look of worry on her face.

'I really don't like the look of this place.' She said, scanning the building with her eyes. Santana and Brittany turned around, really looking at the structure. They had to agree with their friend because on closer inspection the building was falling apart. They could see how old it really was, completely made of wood with lots of the panels falling off. What was painted in colour had dulled and began flaking away. It was surrounded by old car parts and junk, rusted from many nights out in the rain, not being moved for years and years. There was a beaten up phone box attached to the front wall that probably hadn't been in service for years and an old map tacked to the wall next to it. Only a quarter of it remained so they didn't think it would be much use to them, their only hope would be if someone was manning the cash register inside.

'Yeah, it's really creepy.' Santana agreed, Brittany linking her arm through her girlfriend's.

'Come on, lets go find the guys.' Brittany said, grabbing Quinn's hand as well and dragging both of them into the building. There was an unnerving quietness surrounding them as they walked hastily towards the main door, not even one bird could be heard chirping in the distance. They reached the door and let go of each other, Santana wrapping her arms around herself as a cool wind blew. It wasn't even a cold day but something just felt, wrong. The trees either side of them rustled madly in the breeze. Quinn led the way, pulling on the outer door and making it groan, creaking metal hinges and old material scraping together in protest. She propped it open with her foot and moved on to the inside door. It was easier to open and pushed inwards, so she handed the first door off to Santana as she went through. Santana took hold of it and ushered Brittany in first, looking over her shoulder once more before following. They saw everyone else exploring the store, and even though it was supposed to be a gas station, the sign on the counter ironically read 'out of gas.' Luckily they didn't need to fill up the cars, just themselves. Although by the look of everything in the store, they would pass on that too. Rachel and Tina came up to them, followed by Mercedes who looked equally disgusted.

'I don't think we'll be staying here much longer.' Mercedes said, everyone else nodding as Rachel continued.

'Or buying anything.' She added, the rest of the girls looking closer at the shelves. They were full up of various items, boxes and cans and packets, but they looked like they had been there for almost as long as the cars out front. The boxes were ripped and decaying, like they had gone mouldy by sitting there for so long. The cans had liquids leaking from under the lids that would probably poison them if digested. The shelves themselves were covered in dust, every corner that could house a spider was filled with a spindly cobweb, and they were pretty sure it was like a motel for cockroaches. There was an ancient cash register sitting on the counter, really old fashioned and thick with dust. There was no one in sight, no cashier, or cleaner or anyone. They started to think that whoever had owned the place had just given up, leaving it to rot away without a look back.

'So, what now?' Quinn asked, the guys coming over to join them.

'Well unless we want to catch a disease, I suggest we leave.' Kurt said, rubbing his hands instinctively on his jeans.

'I'm with Kurt, I feel dirty just standing in here.' Blaine said.

'Definitely dude.' Puck backed them up. 'This place is even to dirty for me, and I like it dirty.' He winked at Quinn and she blushed, grinning and turning for the door without another word.

'You're such a creep Puckerman.' Santana shook her head and followed Quinn outside with Brittany in tow.

'What? She loves it!' He called, following after the girls as was everyone else. They were just about to get in the cars when Santana had a thought.

'Hold up guys.' She said, stopping as Brittany just sat down in Finn's car.

'What is it San?' She asked.

'Did anyone happen to see a toilet?' She asked, biting her lip.

'Really Santana?' Finn asked, the brunette simply nodding.

'We know you like to take your pants off Lopez, but in this place?' Puck joked.

'Very funny Puckerman but I really need to go. Being cooped up in Finn's hot-wheels car put unnecessary strain on my bladder and I forgot to go before we left.'

'I think there was a sign for one, but it's probably going to be outside.' Blaine informed her, because in a place this old that was very much a possibility.

'Whatever, I'll risk it.' She said. 'Point the way Anderson.'

'Over there, see that wooden arrow?' She nodded. 'I think that said 'toilet' on it.'

'Great, I'll be back.' She began to walk off but Brittany's voice pulled her back.

'Do you want me to come with you San?'

'No, I'll be like two seconds Brit. I swear.' She winked at her, turning and jogging towards the sign. Once Santana was out of everyone's sight she started to feel nervous. Sure they hadn't seen anyone inside but that didn't mean there wouldn't be anyone around back. She slowed to a walk as she passed another arrow shaped sign pointing to the toilet, until she set her eyes on a small wooden shack. It was no bigger than a phone booth and was covered in cobwebs and dirt. 'Great.' She whispered to herself, walking up to it and prying the door open. There was no lock on the inside, and no toilet roll either. 'Damn it.' She whispered again, not sure why she was being quiet. She sighed, letting the door fall back into place. She would just have to hold it.

'Can I help you with something?' The deep, masculine voice from behind her made her jump, spinning around with her heart beating in her throat.

'I… erm…' She stuttered, still panicking as her heart tried to calm down.

'Come on girl, I don't have all day.' He said, Santana thinking that he actually did, but she wasn't going to say it out loud now was she. She did however take in his appearance. He was taller than she was, but not by much, maybe five nine? He was covered in dirt and sweat and looked like he hadn't bathed in months. His baggy jeans were ripped, so was his shirt. A shirt that was clearly too big for him. And he was wearing sandals, just to make the outfit complete, she thought. He had short brown hair, like Mr Schuester's. The kind of hair that would be naturally curly if you didn't cut it regularly. His was messy and greasy, just like the rest of him. She could also see his teeth, yellow and jagged, and he only had about five. He was scary, all there was to it.

'I'm sorry,' She managed to croak out. 'I was looking for a restroom.'

'Well, you found it.' He motioned to the rotting structure behind her.

'Yeah, thanks.' She replied, trying to smile as best she could. They stood in an awkward silence for a few more minutes, Santana finally breaking the silence so that she could leave. And she really wanted to leave. 'So, I should get back to my friends.' She said quietly, walking past him quicker than you would a normal person but she didn't care. But as she walked past him it took all of her power not to throw up. He smelt. He smelt bad. She gagged on the hideous odour seeping from underneath his clothes, helping prove the theory that he hadn't touched soap and water for a while. He turned around after her and fell into step beside her, walking with her around the building.

'What's the rush?' He asked. 'I don't get visitors often.' Santana wondered why sarcastically in her head to herself, continuing to quicken her pace. 'Why don't you stay a while?' He grinned, Santana making the mistake of looking over at him. His smile made him even more frightening.

'Sorry, I really should get back.' She said politely, but forcefully to try and make him get the message. She finally saw their cars, everyone watching and waiting for her return, and let out a sigh of relief when the saw her. The man realised he had run out of time, so he grabbed the top of her arm and spun her around to face him.

'Hey!' Finn saw it go down from his seat, jumping out as fast as he could and making his way over. Everyone else wasn't far behind.

'Come on pretty girl, stick around.' He smiled again, a blast of his breath coating Santana's face in such a close proximity. This time she really thought she would throw up on him, which might be a good thing.

'Get away from me.' She tried to sound forceful but she was too busy trying to stay calm, the stench of his unwashed mouth making her dizzy. Thankfully Finn was there, by her side, and shoving the man away from her. She quickly stepped behind him and grabbed his shirt, burrying her face in it as she tried to wipe the mans smell away with something familiar. The man was easily moved by Finn because of his size, stumbling backwards but still grinning as everyone else stood together, Puck and Mike moving further forward as backup.

'Easy big guy.' He put his hands up in a defensive position. 'We were just talking.'

'It didn't look that way to us.' Puck said angrily.

'Think what you want.' He grinned at them and backed away. 'I'll see you later.' He winked at Santana before heading into the building. Santana stood with her hand still gripping Finn's shirt tightly, only flinching when Brittany put a hand on her shoulder. She let go of the boy and spun around, hand covering her heart as it beat faster again.

'Jesus Brit, I'm sorry.' She covered her eyes with her left hand, calming her breathing down.

'It's okay San. Who was that guy?' Santana looked up at Brittany's big loving eyes and relaxed.

'I don't know, the owner I guess.' She said, hugging her arms around her stomach.

'Are you okay?' Quinn asked, walking closer to her. 'He didn't hurt you did he?'

'I'm fine.' Santana smiled at them. 'He just surprised me and freaked me out, that's all.' She assured everyone.

'Are you sure Santana, I mean he was seriously scary.' Rachel said, looking as concerned as everyone else.

'I swear guys, I'm fine. Can we just get out of here?' She pleaded.

'Sure.' Puck waved them off to the cars. 'Buckle up children.' He said, causing Santana to laugh. They all headed to the cars and went on their way, completely forgetting about food or directions. They would just have to find the way back to the main road themselves.