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Post by Tweek on Feb 17, 2005 1:51:12 GMT -6
The hike back to town was silent and swift. Barely a word was spoken the entire way. The horror they encountered at Coffin Rock was beginning to sink in. How would they explain what they saw there? Would anyone believe them?
The group emerges from the trees and sees a familiar sight. It was not what they expected. A large rock formation out in the water, marked by two bloody handprints.
Coffin Rock. They were back at Coffin Rock again.
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Post by Jerry on Feb 17, 2005 14:15:08 GMT -6
"Hey, how the hell did we end up here again?"
He looks over at Tweek with a pissed off expression.
"Alright, idiot . . . We've listened to you and Jakayle and this is where it got us: BACK IN THE SAME PLACE!"
He looks around at the others.
"Neither one of 'em know what their doing. Now we've gotta camp exactly where we were."
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Post by Erik de Maricourt on Feb 17, 2005 20:32:09 GMT -6
"No... We're not camping here... We're not camping ANYWHERE in these woods!"
It is obvious that Nightfall is trying not to panic.
"Let's just follow the creek. It should lead us out..."
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Post by Scardy on Feb 17, 2005 21:41:16 GMT -6
"bringing in another search party to look for two other Search Parties? I'm going to put them all into the cell together for a week together for this!" the Sheriff cursed.
Scardy sighed she'd been pulled into this because she knew the fastest route to coffin rock, where the entire ensemble of men, crazy girls, and ghost witches had been headed.
"Miss Rath, can you explain these?" The Sheriff pointed towardsagroup of human figures fasioned from twigs, his ruddy face having lost much of its color.
"Devil's work!" The preacher gasped.
"Ummm.... I hope you men brought your bibles, that wasn't there yesterday."
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Post by Erik de Maricourt on Feb 23, 2005 11:50:23 GMT -6
Nightfall turns to face the others.
"Are you coming or not?"
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Post by Jerry on Feb 23, 2005 13:18:06 GMT -6
"It's getting dark idiot . . . What are we going to do trapse around these woods in the dark? I don't think so."
He looks up at the sky and shakes his head.
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Post by Tweek on Feb 23, 2005 15:22:19 GMT -6
"I've heard of this happening before. Old trapper stories. They say there is no escape once the Wood Witch has touched you..."
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Post by Scardy on Feb 26, 2005 11:05:21 GMT -6
The Sheriff's groupwas still walking and found themselvesat the creek again.
"**** it!" the sheriff cursed, "I thought you knewthe way there!"
"I do,"protested Scardy, "It's like something keeps turning us around."
"It is the Devil's hand here at work." said the preacher. "the witch put up those totems to lock us out."
"Or someone in." said Scardy (the ominous fade out)
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Post by Tweek on Feb 27, 2005 12:49:23 GMT -6
TWEEK kneels at the creek's edge and extends his hand into the swirling waters to take a drink. He jerks back his hand as if he has been burned.
A thick oily film can be seen on top of the water. It gives the creek a sickly yellow hue where the sunlight strikes it. Small sticks also float downstream past the rock, some bound together with bits of vine.
"The creek is tainted. The devil's blood is upon the waters. We cannot drink this and live..."
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Post by Erik de Maricourt on Mar 1, 2005 11:45:37 GMT -6
Nightfall leans against a tree. He seems to have calmed down.
"She's trying to break us..."
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Post by Scardy on Mar 3, 2005 20:44:09 GMT -6
The sheriff's group made it to the creek for the third time that day, but this time the water was oily, and the totems were floating down the stream.
"This happened once before," said the Preacher, "after the little Treacle girl was killed. "It is happening again, whatever it is."
The sheriff shook his head violently. "No,not possible, God would never allow-"
"Who here is the ordained priest? You or me? This is witch craft. we must exorcise these woods, cleanse them of the evil that haunts these woods."
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Post by Tweek on Mar 6, 2005 18:58:17 GMT -6
"Ah. Preacher's here. We're saved..."
TWEEK wipes his hand on his shirt, then notices with disgust that the oily slime does not seem to come off his fingers. It also has a sickeningly sweet smell that turns his stomach.
"Yecch. This is nasty stuff. Reminds me of my wife's cookin'..."
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Post by Erik de Maricourt on Mar 8, 2005 18:30:12 GMT -6
Nightfall looks at the other group with a look of relief on his face...
... and slumps to the ground from exhaustion.
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Post by Tweek on Mar 14, 2005 13:04:10 GMT -6
"Nice of you all to join us here at Coffin Rock. Now maybe we can get out of here and back to town. My wife has probably divorced me and burned down my cabin by now. She'll never believe I was out here in the woods all this time. I said I'd be right back..."
TWEEK gets to his feet and whispers something into the sheriff's ear. The two men both glance at Jerry and then walk toward him.
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Post by Jerry on Mar 14, 2005 22:07:41 GMT -6
"What the hell do you two want?"
He takes a slight backward step, then remembers to stand his ground to not look scared.
"What are you whispering like two girls in a classroom?"
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Post by Scardy on Mar 19, 2005 0:18:41 GMT -6
Scardy went straight to Nightfall's aid, pulling out some wine she'd snuck from her betrothed's secret stash and some sandwiches for the group.
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Post by Erik de Maricourt on Mar 22, 2005 0:14:46 GMT -6
Nightfall stirs slightly.
"There is no spoon..."
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Post by Tweek on Mar 22, 2005 7:54:24 GMT -6
"That's him, Sheriff. He attacked me. I want to press charges!"
The law man gives Jerry a long look. TWEEK has an arrogant smirk on his face as the officer questions Jerry about the purple bruise on TWEEK's forehead. The conversation lasts several minutes.
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Post by Jerry on Mar 22, 2005 12:52:02 GMT -6
"Hey look. This idiot put a knife to my throat. I was defending myself and letting 'em know that ain't happening."
Jerry lifts up his head to show the thin line, a scratch, that is across his throat. The sheriff looks over at Tweek and shakes his head.
"Yeah, don't try to play golden boy when you are the one who started it. F*ck stick! He's just mad because I'm in charge of this search and he can't beat me."
Jerry folds his arms and grins a beaming smile. He smacks Tweek on the sholder as he moves past.
"Nice try momma's boy."
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Post by Scardy on Mar 23, 2005 21:42:37 GMT -6
The sheriff frowned hard. "I don't give a s*** who started it, there are more important things going on here.Plus, I don't care for the lanuage you're using in front of this lady."
scardy rolled her eyes. "Nightfall, it's a sandwich, not stew."
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Post by Tweek on Mar 24, 2005 8:11:36 GMT -6
"The first search party..." TWEEK begins. "We found them. Or rather what was left of them. Right here at Coffin Rock. They had been..."
He searched for the right words but couldn't quite find them.
"Let's just say they did not die quickly or painlessly. The bodies up and vanished on us. Right in plain sight. And we all might be next if we don't get away from here..."
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Post by Jerry on Mar 24, 2005 14:44:53 GMT -6
"Ahhhh, look how the little b*tch boy tries to change the subject now that he knows he's in the wrong. I oughta' have this man arrest your sorry a*s right now!"
He looks over at Tweek with a smile.
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Post by Scardy on Mar 25, 2005 21:04:08 GMT -6
the sheriff's face was turning purple with frustration. "I thought i told you I didn't care about your fight, I want to know about that search party, what do you mean, what was left of them?"
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Post by Jerry on Mar 27, 2005 17:25:58 GMT -6
Jerry looked over at the Sheriff. "They were disemboweled. Then they vanished."
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Post by Scardy on Mar 27, 2005 23:03:37 GMT -6
The sheriff's face then turned white. "That's it, we're leaving. I don't care, I don't want to know, the girl is back home, it's getting dark, I I don't care for the idea of staying out here overnight. Let's go, and I can lock the two of you up in seperate cells for a night for being idiots."
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