The Rules: An Appalachian Trail Horror Story By Howlietzer Part 2: Day 1 Antwone kept the camera rolling, camera in one hand, suitcase in the other. This was going to be a long trip. Everyone had packed a rucksack. Antwone: (muttering) once again, the odd one out. The others were getting ahead of him. Judy…

The Rules: An Appalachian Trail Horror Story By Howlietzer Part 1: Scene 4 The camera blips back on, but the view is dark. “Oh, damn!” Antwone’s voice picks up on the mic. A series of bone pops follow. “Shit!” He removes the lens cap, Lance opened the trunk, his smirk overshadowed by his bloodshot eyes.…

Something The sunlight peaked through the dense branches, helping Agatha with her excavation. Five years old, with a trowel that she took from the family shed, Agatha was hunting for buried treasure. It was hard work. The books made it sound easy. She scratched away at the thick mud; it only made sense to start…

The Rules: An Appalachian Trail Horror Story By Howlietzer Part 1: Scene 3 The camera faces the parking lot and the sun is over the horizon. Antwone mumbles incoherently into the camera mic. The sound of little wheels on the rolling on the sidewalk pleasantly rap in his brain as he approaches Lance’s ford escape.…

The Rules: An Appalachian Trail Horror Story By Howlietzer Part 1: Scene 2 The camera turns back on to reveal the campus commons, packed shoulder-to-shoulder with students celebrating the end of the semester. Music pounds through blown-out speakers. Students drink from red cups, others clutch beer bottles and sip generously, and, of course, someone is…