The Blair Witch House

So I decided to go looking for the house shown in the movie. I knew it was a foolish and treacherous journey, so I brought everything I needed-first aid kits, tents, food, GPS, and of course, emergency phones and flairs. I also brought my fathers trusty .357 colt python.

The first night I went to sleep. I heard some pretty spooky noises, so I zipped my tent up and made a radius of voodoo magic around my tent(magic protects from magic, supernatural occurences, ghosts etc)

I had to cover myself with blankets so I wouldnt hear those noises.

When I woke up, all of my supplies were gone. My first-aid kits, food, GPS EVERYTHING gone.

I wandered around the woods abit, and noticed a shack. It looked like any old house, but it was strange to find it in such an isolated place. Then, I noticed some shocking similarities to the one in the movies. I went into the basement, and found a switch and suprisingly, it worked. I wandered around a bit to see if any phones were around.

Suddenly, the light began flickering. I was like "O $@#%!"

I heard an eery laugh, so I drew my colt python. And I saw the witch. It was dressed in tattered black robes. Whenever the lights flickered on and off, it would get one step closer. I aimed, and fired. Emptied 6 rounds. It slumped over, and I was like "Holy **** what the hell was that?"

However, the Blair Witch would not be killed so easily. The remains sublimated into a black shadow/cloud/ball/will o' wisp thing and flew around the room. Since I was out of ammo, I had only one choice. Run

I escaped the house, and ran as fast as I ****ing could. But the Spirit of the Blair Witch Easily caught up.

Good. The important thing is that you managed to get your story on Gamespot before you die. Did the witch wait patiently while you typed out your post?bigfatcrap

Srsly:|

So I decided to go looking for the house shown in the movie. I knew it was a foolish and treacherous journey, so I brought everything I needed-first aid kits, tents, food, GPS, and of course, emergency phones and flairs. I also brought my fathers trusty .357 colt python.

The first night I went to sleep. I heard some pretty spooky noises, so I zipped my tent up and made a radius of voodoo magic around my tent(magic protects from magic, supernatural occurences, ghosts etc)

I had to cover myself with blankets so I wouldnt hear those noises.

When I woke up, all of my supplies were gone. My first-aid kits, food, GPS EVERYTHING gone.

I wandered around the woods abit, and noticed a shack. It looked like any old house, but it was strange to find it in such an isolated place. Then, I noticed some shocking similarities to the one in the movies. I went into the basement, and found a switch and suprisingly, it worked. I wandered around a bit to see if any phones were around.

Suddenly, the light began flickering. I was like "O $@#%!"

I heard an eery laugh, so I drew my colt python. And I saw the witch. It was dressed in tattered black robes. Whenever the lights flickered on and off, it would get one step closer. I aimed, and fired. Emptied 6 rounds. It slumped over, and I was like "Holy **** what the hell was that?"

However, the Blair Witch would not be killed so easily. The remains sublimated into a black shadow/cloud/ball/will o' wisp thing and flew around the room. Since I was out of ammo, I had only one choice. Run

I escaped the house, and ran as fast as I ****ing could. But the Spirit of the Blair Witch Easily caught up to me and then...

Mad_Banana

a couple of guys were up to no good
started making trouble in ma neighborhood
i got in one little fight and my mom got scared
and said "you're moving with your aunty and uncle in Bel Air"

i whistled for a cab and when it came near
the license plate said fresh and had a nice dice in the mirror
if anything i could say that this cab was rare
but i thought now forget it, yo home to Bel Air

i pulled up to a house about seven or eight
and i yelled to the cabby, "yo holmes, smell ya later!"
looked at my kingdom, i was finally there
to settle my throne as the prince of Bel Air

I bet you were able to escape because Henry Rollins showed up to save your ass. AAllxxjjnn

Mad_Banana Startled the Witcher. Next time I would opt for a stealthier approach!! And turn off your damn flashlight. biggest_loser

Continued

The only way I knew I could go was to the safety of my tent, as it was protected by a magic charm to ward off restless souls and spirits. I saw my tent ahead, my safety, my solace, my life saver. Just as the Blair Witch Wraith was about to reach me, I jumped into the sanctuary. I quickly turned around and saw that the Wraith had disappeared.

I took this time to enter my tent, and zipped the entry up. I was suprised to see that my supplies had been returned. Strange, I thought. I knew something was up. Kissing my holy cross necklace, I opened up my ice cooler. I looked inside.

A rotten, decomposed head lay in there. The flesh had decayed to a green-black hue, and smelled absolutely putrid. I gagged and fell back onto my pillow. The contents of it spilled out, and rotten, decaying viscera came out. I immediately decided to leave the tent, but now the zipper was caught. Somehow, the Blair Witch-or something of the same devilry had gotten past my safety ward and tampered with my supplies. I drew my trusted KA-BAR knife out and sliced the opening. I emerged from my fallen sanctuary, to find that the morning had become night. A fog shrouded the whole forest, and I left to meander the wood. I knew this was certain death, but I knew it was inevitable. I wandered in a stupor and cataconic state. I just wanted to walk and walk and walk until my feet broke or until the Blair Witch claimed its next victim.

I soon came across the river the earlier party had came across. I stooped down to rest and wash my face. I closed my eyes as the frigid, chilly water ran down my bloody and ragged face. I opened my eyes, and in the river, I saw something. In the bright moonlight, a pale white stone lay imbedded in the riverbottom. It was shaped strangely, and for some reason, I saw a vague and mysterious familiarity. I immediately knew what it was.

To be continued