There seemed to be no change in
the weather. The wind continued to howl all night, not stopping for a moment.
Luckily, there was a very large trunk filled with various blankets and pillows
that helped pass the night without freezing on the spot. Being give people
inside a tiny cabin was not something very comfortable but it was the only
place they had found to spend some time away from the horrible storm outside.
They didn’t say a word all night, trying to preserve their energy.
The next day, the storm was still
on full swing but they just couldn’t stay there the whole weekend. They had to
leave right then in order to get home as soon as possible. They were there, on
the mountain, for only a weekend and they had already wasted a whole day on
that cabin in the middle of nowhere. However, some stated that maybe it would
have been a better idea to just stay put, because sooner or late the rest of
their friends would come for them, or maybe their families or someone that had
seen them near the lake.
The point made sense so they
tried to discuss it but it only generated a silly argument related to food and
heat, so nothing was really solved. After an entire hour of not deciding
anything, Richard who was the oldest, decided he would go out and try to reach
the lake. If he failed, he would come back to the cabin. But he thought they
had to do something instead of staying there. No one said a word but the other
four members of the party left behind him, covering their body as much as they
could.
The storm seemed to get stronger
about five minutes after they had put one foot outside. With signs and screams,
they decided to tie a rope around everyone, in order no to get lost. Richard
was the first one in line and Theresa, the youngest, was the last one. She kept
looking back but it was impossible to see anything. It was the middle of the
day, they were sure of that, but no sunlight managed to get to the forest
floor. The wind and snow made it impossible to open one’s eyes for very long.
However, they kept on walking.
Words couldn’t be heard anymore, even if the person yelled with all their
might. So they just kept walking and walking, hoping they would soon get to the
lake. After maybe forty minutes of traversing the storm, with legs and arms
tired, they finally reached some sort of housing. The lights inside were off.
Richard found the door and he soon discovered what Theresa had realized just
seconds before going in. That building was the very same cabin they had just
came out of, hours earlier. They had been moving in a circle.
Of course, going back out was not
really an option. Not only because it was extremely dangerous weather but also
because the same thing would happen again. The snow and the wind would blind
them once more into heading back to their departing point. There was no way to
go through that again. Besides, their watches clearly stated night had fallen a
short while ago and going out in the darkness, on a stormy night, seemed to be
even a worse idea than the one they had before.
They took out the blankets again
and covered themselves with them. Mark and Daniel looked for food everywhere
but the only thing they were able to find was a stale pack of cookies and some
sour milk in a small crate, possibly some kind of refrigerator. Theresa was
shaking violently. So much so that Caroline had to check her pulse and blood
pressure by hand. She was clearly not well, as her skin had slowly turned blue
and her lips seemed to have been covered in a thin layer of blackness.
Everyone then gathered around Theresa
and tried different things they knew, in order to get her blood pressure
higher. They covered her with all the blankets and pillows, sat around her on
the bed and gave her soft massages in arms and legs. However, the young woman
started to shake violently. It was a very scary sight, as she seemed to be
behaving in a way they had never seen. She would yell, scream profanities and
then shake violently again. It was a very disturbing scene, in such a small
cabin.
She convulses some more and then
stopped moving. Caroline checked on her again. Theresa had just died, in front
of them all, for causes that were impossible to determine at the time. Caroline
tried to explain it by blaming the cold temperatures and lack of food, but no
one really paid attention to her. The men thought, without speaking to each
other, that what just happened to Theresa had something to do with them going
out of the cabin only to come back because of the storm.
Mark had a few tears on his face
when he said they should cover her body well or do something, because human
bodies tend to decompose pretty fast. He said he had seen some documentary when
it was stated it was best to bury a body as soon as it died for fear of certain
diseases. Richard interrupted him, saying it was pretty obvious they couldn’t
do that. The freezing temperatures could affect them too if they stayed outside
for too long. Everyone looked at Theresa and hoped to be out of that place
soon. Something they felt made them uneasy about the whole thing.
Time passed and soon it was past
midnight. The wind didn’t seem to be stopping soon, as it howled like a dying
wolf outside the window. Caroline tried to look outside. She would have wanted
to see some miraculous sign outside like a light or the face of someone she knew.
Maybe rescue workers or even a helicopter. But the night was pitch black and
the only source of light came from the lantern that Richard had brought in his
bad. No one else had thought of it.
Some time later, everyone was
sleeping. Mark still had traces of tears on his face and Caroline had fallen
asleep by the window, maybe the coldest place in the whole cabin. Richard was
sleeping by the door, in a weird crouching position that seemed to be very
uncomfortable. Daniel was the only one that had properly sat down and covered
himself with one of the blankets. After all, Theresa wouldn’t need them
anymore. And curiously enough, he was the one to wake up by the sound.
A very powerful noise coming from
the outside. At first, it was as if a gigantic creature was roaring wildly, but
by the time Daniel woke up, the sound didn’t seemed to be that natural anymore.
It was now something out of some horrible machine, causing an uproar that made
the window shake and the body of their deceased companion fall from the bed.
Daniel was close to the window when all the glasses broke and they got stuck on
his face, making him bleed and scream to his death.
It was him who woke up the others
from their deep sleep. Caroline screamed when she saw Daniel bleeding on the
floor. She had been close to the same faith but luckily she had leaned back in
her sleep. Richard took her by the hand and raised Mark from the floor. He
kicked the door open and started running, with the other two by his side. The
forest was not in darkness anymore. It was now bright because of some very
powerful lights that seemed to flood everything on sight.
They ran away from the light as
fast as they could but the snow was very difficult to go through. After a
while, they grew tired and the lights finally disappeared, leaving in the air a
scent that reminded them of their worst fears, of every single thing they
hated.
When they stopped, the light
turned on again, more powerful than ever. They didn’t get to know if that was a
weapon or some other kind of technology. The last thing they knew was that
their fate was sealed and that they had not been in their very own world for a
long time.