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THE CAMPING TRIP
The camping trip was
Jem's idea. We drove into the mountains.
“They
got bears hereabouts?”
Jem
huffed. “You crazy, Ali?”
“Looks
like bear country.”
“Deliverance
country, more like. Listen! Hear them Duelling Banjos?”
Jem
braked for a fallen tree. “Stay
there, Ali.”
He rootled in the trunk. I heard thumps and grunts. I swivelled in my seat, but the trunk
lid obscured my view.
Another
thump. I suddenly felt an indelible dread.
“Jem?”
I whispered. “You messing with me?”
Subsumed
by fear I heard saw-toothed voices. Then I heard footsteps on the
roof of the car.
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Now that was cheerful. Heh. I really wonder who's responsible, a bear, or humans? I'm betting on the latter.
ReplyDeleteThe movie, Deliverance, haunted me for quite some time after I saw it!
Deletesaw tooth voices. Lovely
ReplyDeleteThanks, Neil - always nice to get this sort of feedback.
DeleteOh dear... Jeeze louise, Susan! This was quite frightful...
ReplyDeleteI aim to entertain!
DeleteOops, that's why I never go trekking. Plus because I'm terribly unfit and terribly lazy of course :-)
ReplyDeleteI've done a bit of trekking and camping in my day. The last time was in Argentina and Chile last year and I decided I hate camping!
Deletei wonder whose footsteps they were? could they be jem?
ReplyDeleteWho knows, Plaridel? Was Jem messing with her - or was it something more sinister?
DeleteUh-oh. Love the word "rootle" :-)
ReplyDeleteHa ha - thanks, Alistair - my spell-check didn't like it! :)
ReplyDeleteAs you say, a dark story. But a good one. I'd put money on humans rather than bears, though - that fallen tree is a bit too much of a coincidence!
ReplyDeleteI agree, Penny! Thanks for commenting.
DeleteOoh ... a dark story ... when I thought it would be a peaceful nature tale :) Loved how you built up the tension in a few words.
ReplyDeleteSeema Misra - Artist, Writer, Wanderer, and Dreamer.
Lonely Canopy
Thanks for commenting, Seema - glad to know my story worked for you. :)
ReplyDeleteExciting turn to the story. So many possibilities for the reader to imagine. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteYes, sometimes you just have to let the reader fill in the blanks, Subroto! :)
DeleteEeek! Sawtooth voices followed by footsteps on the car roof? Sounds like she's next on the menu.
ReplyDeleteYes, that's quite possible, Liz. If I were her, I'd slide into the driver's seat and drive like hell. :)
DeleteDear Susan,
ReplyDeleteThis is the kind of story that's told around a campfire after dark. Love the word 'rootle.' Love the story, too.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks for your comments, Rochelle. I think we're all hard-wired to get a bit jumpy when we're out communing with nature!
DeleteEek, Deliverance comes true!
ReplyDeleteYes! Thanks for commenting, Iain.
DeleteThey would definitely remember the camping trip. Time to run or drive as fast as possible. But I think it's a bit late for that.
ReplyDeleteThanks,
Norma.
Run or stand and fight? Thanks for commenting, Norma.
Deletep.s. I don't know how to reach your blog
Deliverance? Ack!
ReplyDeleteYes, that was my influence when I wrote this, Alice.:)
ReplyDeleteDeliverance haunted me for years--every time I heard a pig squeal.
ReplyDeleteHe he - for me it was those duelling banjos!
DeleteEeeep I can hear those footsteps ... thump thump
ReplyDeleteGreat story
He he - thanks for commenting. :)
DeleteA very different take on the photo.I felt the car rocking with the footsteps.
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting, Alicia - I'm glad the footsteps worked.
DeleteFootsteps on the roof..creepy .. I wonder what happened next :)
ReplyDeleteHe he - you'll have to write your own ending, Jaya. :)
DeleteThe sounds on the roof - send shivers. Good story. Sorry to publish as Anonymous but for some reason I have difficulty posting on this site. Jilly.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your feedback, Jilly - and sorry about your posting difficulties (I wish I knew why!).
DeleteSaw-toothed voices. Yeah, that's scary. Really good writing.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda - appreciate your feedback. :)
DeleteScary! I'm left cringing in my seat at thinking what has become of Jem. Well told.
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting, Sarah. I'm afraid my intention was to scare or at least unnerve the reader, so it appears I succeeded with you! :)
ReplyDeleteSaw-toothed voices doesn't sound like bears. Very scary story.
ReplyDeleteNo, I don't think bears are the problem, Gah. Thanks for commenting. :)
DeleteA really great story.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for your lovely comment, Lisa.
DeleteEeek! What are they???
ReplyDeleteHe he - I'll leave that to your imagination, Vivian. Thanks for commenting.
DeleteI fear this will not end well. It will probably come back to haunt me on my next camping trip!
ReplyDeleteA-Z of My Friend Rosey!
No, I think Ali might be in trouble. Happy camping, Keith!
DeleteSuch a pretty photo to prompt this, Susan. :) :) No wandering in the woods for me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting, Jo. Yes, it's a great photo - I've become hooked on Friday Fictioneers!
DeleteI hope it was Jem teasing her! Nicely done Susan
ReplyDeleteOne can only hope, Dahlia. Thanks for commenting.
DeleteYou've built this well so that with the last line the reader is worried for her and you get the sense she's realised too late, nicely done
ReplyDeleteThanks for the feedback, Michael - appreciate it.
DeleteWonderful imagery. Lovely word picture. Like others ..... wondering!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your positive feedback. I'll let you wonder and decide! :)
DeleteAnd that's when you hear the Banjo and have no guitar.
ReplyDeleteHe he - Yes!
DeleteNot the kind of camping trip I want to take. However, I did try to get some photos of a small black bear that was scrounging around our condo in Ruidoso NM once. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteNo, me neither! I encountered a black bear in Canada once - it was utterly thrilling and fortunately the bear wasn't inclined to approach.
DeleteArgh! Seriously chilling! Nicely, creepily told tale
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lynn. I thought I'd go with where my instinct was taking me this week, which happened to be a scary route. :)
DeleteYour story gave me the heebie jeebies! I hope Jem was just messing with her.
ReplyDeleteMaybe he was, maybe he wasn't! Thanks for your feedback, Magarisa.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it's just coyotes on the roof?
ReplyDeleteWell if it's Wile E.Coyote she might stand a chance, Patsy. :)
DeleteNow, that's a chilling story!
ReplyDeleteYes, I'm afraid so! Thanks for commenting. :)
DeleteScary. I wouldn't have wanted to be sitting in the car nor would I want to be outside it. Good story.
ReplyDeleteHe he - me neither, Irene! Thanks for commenting.
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