Okay guys, sorry this took so long, i got really ill and then of course i had to catch up all of my work. Sorry that this isn't a very long chapter but i couldn't really think of much more to add to jasper's story. I'm very open to more ideas for these campfire tales, in fact i would love them. Please Review!
"Oooh, so scary Eddie" Rosalie taunted him. There was a slight edge to her words but I couldn't figure out what it was. It sounded almost nervous, but surely she has no need to be?
"You're so mean to me Rosie" He stuck his tongue out at her.
"Seriously dude, did you spend your time writing out a book just for your story?" Joe cawed at Edward, to which he did not seem very pleased at all.
"No, I honestly found this; you know that this isn't my writing." He held the book out in front of Joe's face.
"Fine, you're right but it kind of looks like Alice's though."
"Do you really think I would write out a story just for my brother?" Alice called sarcastically at Joe and everyone let out a giggle. Alice's voice was slightly shaky, maybe she's cold.
"Fair point" James stated.
"You know, you guys are mean, I bet you can't tell a true story that's as interesting as mine."
"Well, I can tell you some stories that probably aren't true" Jasper offered, everyone looked at him with expecting eyes.
"I think this story takes place about 100 or so years ago but of course, it is a story so I doubt it really matters. There were a large amount of murders taking place throughout London but mostly the bodies were not found. The ones that did appear were hardly recognizable, some warped and twisted, some burnt beyond recognition and others as though they had been drowned and yet were broken and bruised. No one could work out what was happening, people were disappearing from crowded rooms without anyone noticing and simply never returning.
The local councils and vigilantes joined together and tried to get to the bottom of the problem however, they kept disappearing as well but all of their bodies were returned but very very broken. They eventually rallied the whole city together and stormed the underground passages and there, in a small corner, they found one of the largest groups of terrifying people anyone had ever seen. There were two men in the middle of the group and they were surrounded by at least thirty of the missing people. They looked crazy, terrifying, some people were petrified at the very sight.
At least until the others attacked. The locals had no idea what to do, they were being slaughtered but then one of the torches used to light their way was thrown into the room and a thick cloud of perfumed smoke filled air. Hideous screams echoed and the locals ran. Nothing followed them; they assumed they were safe until two of the disappeared were suddenly there directly in front of them, snarling. They growled at the men 'you have killed all we ever had, now you will pay' but they were met by torches and the smoke filled the air again. Intoxicated the men ran, spluttering along the passageways, they were met by nothing else and the remaining few escaped. Not one word was spoken by them once they escaped, nobody knew what had happened. The only thing anybody knew was that the disappearances had stopped, apart from two figures, who were seen in the shadows, running, as they flitted out of the town; the last to disappear.