Camping
Cast Of Characters:
Sharon Daniels ---- DEAD
Diana Bates
Brooklyn Mance
Madi Smith
Wes Wells
Paul Charles ---- DEAD
John Isaac ---- DEAD
Xander Lopez ---- DEAD
Ian Harmon
Mrs. Helen Bartleby ---- DEAD
Erin Reihnheart ---- DEAD
Aaron Cox ---- DEAD
Kristy Dane ---- DEAD
Danny Bates
Marissa Lee ---- DEAD
Kaine Sanderson
Jake Williams ---- DEAD
Figg Newton ---- DEAD
Collen Knight
Melissa Stone
Chapter 10- Roll (The End)
I just stared at the ground, at the corpse of Kristy. Terrified. The gunshot wound in her stomach seemed to be bleeding endlessly as rain washed out the camp. Wes picked up the corpse and put it with the rest.
How many of us were left at this point? Not many. I did a head count. 9.
Nine people. And something told me these murders weren't close to finished.
I was done with this. I hated his crazy thing called life. Especially when it happened to be as fucked up as mine at the moment.
Ah, my life at home was awesome. I was a child prodigy- I had tons of friends, and loving parents. I was filthy rich, had the best style, the best everything. Except for Ian. I was in love with Ian.
Yeah, me, Kaine Sanderson, loves a nerd. Move the hell on people.
I want to go back to life the way it was, being rich, famous, tons of friends.
Well, maybe not that famous, but as famous as you can get in a small town.
Danny stood outside of the campsite, looking around, sipping from a vodka bottle in a paper bag. He heard something behind him, but was way too drunk to notice.
A murderer snuck up from behind and hit him on the head with a barrel of a gun, and dragged Danny away.
A few hours later, Danny woke up, blindfolded. He couldn't see- his head was throbbing, and he was just sore everywhere.
"Hello…" He managed to say.
"You're awake! Finally!" said Wes, sharpening his over used machete.
"Wes! You're the one doing this?"
"Yes. I killed John because he knew something he shouldn't have. And when I killed him, I just couldn't stop. I killed Erin, Mrs. Bartleby, Figg and Paul. It felt great," Wes said, snickering.
"Who killed the rest?" asked Danny, scared, confused and horrified.
"Well, maybe you'll find out. If I let you live long enough," Wes sighed. He kept endlessly sharpening the machete.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Danny yelled, trying to break free. Wes kicked him in the stomach.
"Murder. It makes you feel warm inside. You should try sometime," he said laughing hysterically, in a sick, deluded way.
"Ah, Danny. Danny what did you get yourself into this time?" asked a new voice.
"Oh god! Not you too! That means you killed Sharon, Aaron, Jake, Marissa, Xander and Kristy!" shouted Danny, panicking.
"No, I didn't kill Sharon. Jake did. Then I killed Jake. He was thinking of confessing."
Wes and the other murderer looked at each other and laughed.
"He knows too much," said Wes. He took the perfectly sharpened machete and got into a golfing stance. Wes took a good whack.
The murderers watched Danny's head roll down the hill.
"Something's not right," I said, turning to Melissa. Brooklyn, Melissa, Diana and I went outside, to find Wes standing there menacingly with a machete.
"RUN!" I yelled, and we split up.
"What about Collen, Kaine and Ian!" Melissa yelled, close behind me.
"I don't know!" I screamed back, and we took off into the forest, Wes hot on our tails.
Brooklyn and Diana were obviously running a different direction, I hadn't seen them since I had shouted.
I wondered where Kaine, Collen, and Ian were, but I didn't have time to wander far, because Wes lunged. He grabbed my ankle and I screamed and Melissa screamed.
I looked over to see Melissa with blood spurting from her ankle- he had stabbed her. He dragged us closer.
"Any final words?" asked Wes as I cringed backwards. "Madi, Madi. Don't run."
I glared horrified. "Final words- Fuck you!" I said, and Melissa nodded.
"No need for those," I heard someone say.
"IAN!" we yelled, and then he swiftly ran up and stabbed Wes in the back of the neck, sending blood shooting everywhere. We watched Wes's blood roll down the hill. "Where are Brooklyn, Kaine, Collen and Diana?" I asked, and he shrugged.
"I don't know. Let's head back to camp. Here, Melissa," he said, and he picked her up after wrapping his shirt around her wound.
We walked safely for the first time back to camp, and when we got about 30 yards away we heard screams.
"Back off!" I heard Kaine yell.
Then silence.
I ran full speed, and grabbed Ian's knife from him. I walked in to find Kaine and Brooklyn trying to double team Collen, who was obviously trying to kill them.
"C-Collen…" Said Melissa, holding back tears.
"It's all for… YOU!" he said lunging at Kaine, and missing by an inch.
"Damn you! You cut my top!" she yelled, and went on trying to stab him. Diana came from behind Collen.
But he saw it coming. He turned around quickly, only long enough to plunge his machete into the stomach of the unsuspecting Diana. I ran over to her. She spit out blood, and just stood there, gasping for air. But nothing was coming in. She was choking on her own blood.
I cradled Diana in my arms, her final moments on Earth. I watched a tear roll down her face, a bloody tear.
Then Diana's pulse faded, and she closed her eyes one last time.
I took her knife and I swung it like an axe, taking Collen's head right off, as it flung across the campsite.
2 days later, after tons of bonding, and getting to know each other, finally at peace, the five survivors, Madi, Kaine, Ian, Brooklyn and Melissa were rescued from the woods.
The story of high school students being serial killers got international attention, and of course, the survivors were sent all around the country for interviews.
Hundreds of memorials were built, and the event became known as the PHS field trip massacre.
PHS was eventually repopulated with students from surrounding areas- the districting had to be changed.
All of the five survivors graduated, Melissa as valedictorian. She went on to the Ivy League, while the others went to decent colleges, except for Kaine, who married Ian right out of high school.
Now, after 10 years, Kaine and Ian are married with two kids- he's a talk show host.
Brooklyn became a teacher, and married a decent man, and moved far away to Florida. Her daughter has never been on a field trip.
Madi got her father arrested, and has been reunited with her mother. Madi is a journalist for the New York Times, and is married to the editor, with whom she's expecting a child.
Melissa married someone else named Collen, and moved to Cleveland, after graduating from Harvard University, majoring in literature.
She went on to write a best selling account of her experience as a survivor of the massacre. It's called Camping- A Murder Mystery, and is meant to be a whodunit, horror story.
The true account of what happened during the PHS field trip.
I really hope everyone liked my first completed story. I am a REVIEW WHORE! Please write lots of reviews... I appreciate them! And also, read and REVIEW my other new story, Bloody Snow- it's also a one-by-one type story, except this one is a wedding in Alaska.
