D.A.D.W.A.V.E.R.S

 The Ghostly Shadow.

It was a relatively cold night as I passed a murky puddle and then stepped in another. The forest was close to my house so I decided to go for a walk. The trees were huge bristlecone pines.  I saw a mysterious figure up ahead. I chased a shadow but then it disappeared into thin air….

I started sprinting down the road but then an invisible barrier stopped me in my tracks. As I ran into the barrier again a tree glowed and the shadow reappeared in the tree. I darted back to the ranger’s cabin as fast as my legs could take me.  

On the way back I met a mountain biker and remarked “ Don’t go down there because I saw a teleporting shadow and got stopped in my tracks by nothing” and that eventually persuaded the mountain biker to come with me. The park ranger wouldn’t believe us so we told him about the man.“ He had a cloak of which colour we don’t know and he was a teleporter and where he appeared again it glowed before he was sighted,” I said.

I took the ranger and the mountain biker and went to the spot where the shadow had teleported and noticed the barrier was still blocking the road, so we went off the road and went past without any trouble. There were scorch marks on the tree and a branch nearly collapsed on us.“That was close” the ranger remarked.

While we were examining the tree the ranger slipped and fell. It turned out he sprained his ankle. The mountain biker took him back to the ranger’s cabin. I continued to walk and came to a house in the middle of some trees. I entered and saw the shadow and let out a blood-curdling scream.

I ran for five minutes but seemed like a millenium. I ran onto the road but the barrier was still there. I ran into the barrier and stunned myself for a few seconds. When I regained my senses the only thing I had in my mind was to run. So I sprinted for my life off the road but he teleported in front of me. He punched me hard and I dropped like a sack of rocks.

“Will I live?” I shouted so loudly I thought my lungs might burst. Then I realised I was in the house nicknamed the the Screeching Shack. He pulled out a knife and I tried to scream as loud as I could but he put a bandana round my mouth.

I was as scared as a cat seeing a cucumber. He pushed it down and I let out an ear-splitting scream. The last thing I remembered was a burning pain in my chest but then it spread all around my body. Then it all went fuzzy and after that there was nothing. They tried to find me but they couldn’t find my body.