Title:           Prologue
Author:          SAJE
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/tdi3tVsq
First Edit:      Thursday 4th of July 2013 07:20:27 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 4th of July 2013 07:20:27 PM CDT

>You're not exactly sure where you are, or how long you've been out here, but what you do know is your phone isn't getting any reception
>Earlier a mate of yours had invited you out to go explore the area around some abandoned town
>Town was out in the middle of nowhere, over an hour on dirt roads just to get there
>Once there, you got lots of heebie jeebies
>Some really Scooby-Doo feels you were getting there
>Fast forward to now, and everything had gone to shit
>Your friend disappeared, which didn't help your mindset of making like a tree and getting the fuck out of there
>You would have bolted but your friend had the keys to the vehicle
>Walking several hours out of the woods seemed pretty stupid to you, so you weren't keen on doing that
>You kept looking around the town for him, and didn't find a trace of him until you came to the last house
>Your mate had been wearing a light jacket over a T-shirt, is was laying on the ground in front of the doorway
>nope.avi
>You went forward and picked it up, it felt kind of wet and sticky
>You force all your screams down your throat as you walk inside the structure
>The first room seems to be a broken living room area, part of ceiling had fallen in and the floorboards were rotting
>You push past into the hallway, and briefly look into a kitchen, den, and dining room before coming to a staircase
>It led down to the basement
>Your friend was kind of a huge dick right now
>Making you do stupid shit, going into basements in creepy ass towns
>You make your way down there and find yourself in a really damp room
>No floor, just dirt/mud, the walls a mixture of brick and dirt
>You see a doorway that looks excavated in one of the walls
>You take out a flashlight from your rucksack and shine it inside
>Seems to go on so far you can't see the end
>You inch your way into it, still seeing no sign of the end
>Sweat is pouring down your whole body, and you bet you're as white as a upper class southern couple
>You start briskly walking through now, as it just keeps winding and winding forever
>suddenly you hear some type of moan
>no not a moan it's a grunt
>Nope, it's a roar now, and it's coming from behind you
>fuckthisshit.jpg
>You run, you use the force of you shitting your pants to give you a boost out of there
>The sound doesn't stop, it only gets louder
>nopenopenopenope
>Then suddenly you see it, the pathway slants upward and dusk is shining through
>New drive make you run faster
>You swear you feel it's breath on your neck now but you dare not look behind you
>You break the surface and dash through the trees
>After about ten minutes, the noise behind you fades and you slow down and lean against a tree
>You needed to get in better shape
>You look on ahead and see a break in the trees
>You start walking out there and put your flashlight away to conserve battery light
>You walk outside them and find yourself in a field, with a town a considerable distance away
>Smoke rises from chimneys there so you know it's not unpopulated
>fuckyes.jpg
>Something on the ground catches your eye
>It's a golden watch, in a pool of blood
>It's your mates, and you notice some of the grass has blood on it too, leading towards the town
>You figure your best bet is to follow it
>Time skip about fifteen minutes
>You are almost at the town entrance
>Your mates' blood trail has almost stopped
>Only a few drops here and there verify the fact he made it this far
>It's almost night now and lights in the town illuminate the immediate horizon
>You examine yourself, you're not too bad
>Clothes are rather dirty and have many cuts and bruises from running through trees and that tunnel but not too worse for wear
>You figure the people there will understand once you explain the situation
>Then as you're almost at the town entrance you hear voices
>"....see it?....strange...."
>"....odd, may.....write.....about...."
>You probably look goofy as fuck, with a big beaming smile on your face
>You're just happy to be back to civilization
>You walk into town and see where the voices are coming from, over by some giant tree
>Then your smile get's flipped, turned upside down
>Those aren't people who are talking
>They're horses, small horses
>You let loose a really loud laughter which catches their attention
>Then you just fall backwards and embrace your exhaustion and shock, passing the fuck out.