Author's Note: This is my very first F.R.I.E.N.D.S fanfict, so please go easy on me if you happen to review, please. And I do not own any of the main characters, only my OC Callie Green. Welp, I hope y'all enjoy! And please review.
The fire felt warm to her cool hands, but then again, her hands stayed cool. She rubbed them together, then put them back in front of the fire. She had hurt her leg earlier that day, that's why she was just sitting there while the others were scrambling to get things done before nightfall. She listened to her friends talking.
"These are the woods I have heard in stories.. our grandpa use to tell us, remember Ross?" Monica asked, as she hammered the stomp to keep the tent in place.
Ross thought a moment, then nodded. "I remember. Rachel, have you and Callie heard the story before?"
Rachel shook her head, then took a seat on a log beside Callie. "No, tell us."
Callie shook her head. "No, wait for Phoebe, Joey, and Chandler to get back." She went back to warming her hands up by the fire, rubbing them together again, as everyone fell silent.
Phoebe returned a moment later, a few berries and other things she found to eat, in her hands. Joey and Chandler were right behind her, each holding firewood.
Callie signaled for every one to sit down around the fire, then glanced back towards Ross and Monica. "Now, tell us the story!" She begged.
Monica took a seat beside Chandler, while Ross sat beside Rachel. "Alright then," Monica started. "A long time ago, there was this man, I can't remember his name. Anyways, he got stuck here when his truck broke down on side of the road. And like us, he had to stay here. It wasn't long after that, when something happened.." She shivered.
Ross took over the story. "He fell down that hill right over there," he said, pointing. "Grandpa said he went crazy after that. When he woke up from his fall, his whole right arm was gone. Something had happened while he was knocked out, but no one knows what."
Monica started speaking again, "somehow he made something with his left arm that resembled a hook and put it where his arm used to be. But now, legend has it, he's still lurking these woods, looking for people with the same misfortune as him."
Callie swallowed. "What if he finds them?" She asked, cowering closer to Joey.
Monica shrug. "I'm not sure. Grandpa always stopped the story there."
Rachel yawned. "We should get some sleep now. I'm tired." She glanced over at Ross, who just nodded.
Chandler stood up, then helped Monica to her feet.
Callie watched them head to the tent, all that was left beside the fire was her, Phoebe, and Joey. "Do either of you believe that story?" She asked in a whisper.
Phoebe nodded. "Of course I do. But then again, I believe anything. But it wasn't all that scary to me," she shrug.
Joey shrug. "Truthfully, I don't know whether to believe it or not. Why wasn't the story ever finished?"
Callie thought a moment. "I don't know what to believe. The story scared me!" She stayed coward beside him, shaking. She hoped that story was not true, but a feeling of dread told her that they were about to find out. "Protect me!" She whispered.
"Of course I will," he murmured beside her. Her eye lids got heavy, and she slipped into a restless sleep.
Callie woke up in the tent, surrounded by the others. She glanced at her watch, but could hardly see what time it was. It read 1:45, but what had woken her? She sat up and rubbed her eyes tiredly. She wondered briefly how she had gotten into the tent. She crawled slowly and silently out of the tent, glancing around. The fire had gone down a bit. She rubbed her eyes again, before walking towards it, and tossing a stick into it, watching the flames swallow it up. She heard leaves rustle and spun around, feeling terrified. "Help.." she said silently, knowing that no one would hear that.
"Callie.." a voice whispered from the darkness. "Come and play.." but then it was gone.
Callie stood frozen to the ground, not able to move. "Who are you?" She whispered softly.
"Callie, wake up!" She felt someone shaking her. "Wake up, you're having a bad dream!" Her eyes quickly snapped open. "Huh?" Phoebe, Rachel, and Monica, were sitting up around her. "Are you alright?" They asked.
Callie just nodded slowly. "Yah, I'm alright.. I just.. I had a dream.." She shook her head to clear it. "Where's the guys at?" She asked, glancing around the semi empty tent, with just the four of them.
"They are getting fire wood," Rachel informed her. "They should be back any moment now."
Monica nodded. "Come on, lets get out of here and wait for them to get back."
Once out of the tent, Callie closed her eyes against the cool breeze, her mind reeling from her dream. Someone had called to her.. but who was it? She blinked a few times.
Phoebe was standing beside her. "You alright?"
Callie took a deep breath. "I don't know," she answered. "I dreamed that someone in the darkness was calling to me.." She shivered at the memory.
Monica and Rachel had paused to glance at her.
Callie sat on the log she sat on the previous night, waiting. She was resting her head in her hands, Monica was knelt down beside the fire, tossing a couple of left over sticks in, Rachel wasn't too far from the tent, trying to get service on her phone, and Phoebe sat next to her, glancing at her watch ever so often. Callie looked up from her hands when she heard silent murmuring coming from somewhere, but she just brushed it off. She flinched slightly when she heard leaves rustling, then the rustling got louder. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw that the guys were back.
"We found a cabin, it had been abandoned, but we can take shelter in there," Ross told them.
Callie just listened as they talked about the cabin they had found, then wondered if there was food in it. She started fiddling with her hands nervously. Did it have a way for them to call for help, like a radio or something? She saw the others looking interested, and wondered if anyone would ask the question out loud.
Monica had her arms crossed, whispering urgently to Chandler and Ross. Rachel and Phoebe had eased closer to listen to them. Callie glanced around, noticing for the first time that they were missing someone. "Hey, wheres Joey?" She asked silently.
Chandler glanced up at her. "Oh, he decided to stay at the cabin while we came to get y'all." He answered, before returning to the conversation.
She just nodded, before standing up to join them.
"Yes," Ross had answered something that Monica had asked. "It does have a way for us to communicate with someone if it still works."
Callie tuned the rest of the conversation out, lost in thought, and only came back to the present, when Phoebe tugged on her arm. "Come on, we are heading to the cabin now." She said, following the others.
Callie sighed, then followed them. She stayed as close to the group as she could, glancing around nervously. When she saw Joey waiting up ahead, she broke away from the others in a sprint, and nearly tackled him to the ground in a hug. "Is it safe?" She asked when she caught her breath enough to speak.
Joey nodded. "I checked the whole place. Don't worry, you will be safe here," he assured her.
She nodded absentmindedly, still not totally convinced. She tightened her arms around him as she thought about her dream, maybe since they weren't there anymore, then it wouldn't come true. She pushed the dream out of her mind.
The others had caught up while she was lost in thought.
"Let's go in now," Monica said excitedly, taking Chandler's hand, and pulling him towards the door. Ross followed, with Rachel and Phoebe right behind them. Callie pulled reluctantly away from him, before following the others into the cabin.
Once inside, she immediately felt the nice warm air, then found a couch to sit on, but the first thing she noticed, was the rips and tears on it. She found a spot to sit, quickly dusting it off first. The place kind of gave her creeps, but she kept her fears to herself as she glanced around from where she sat.
Rachel was talking to Ross close by, and she listened closely to what they were saying.
"Okay, there are two rooms in here," Rachel informed him, to which he nodded knowingly. "And they're are four girls, and three guys, so I think the girls should have one room, while the guys have the other."
"I agree," Ross said, nodding again. "You four can have the bigger room, and we will stay in the smaller one."
Everyone had agreed to this, as nightfall came and they all parted to their respective rooms for the night. The place was eerily silent, except a knocking sound coming from outside.
To be continued to the next chapter, so please read and review. :)
Tall, out!