Cabin in the woods part 2

Cabin in the Woods part 1

Artist: Jay Toon

Bryan leaned against a large white oak tree for a minute, one he knew had been around longer than his own great-grandfather. He willed himself not to throw up, but it was getting difficult. Whiskey obviously didn’t agree with his well-trained body. He usually never ingested much that wasn’t totally natural and good for the body. Jack Daniels,  all his friends touting it as awesome stuff notwithstanding, was neither natural nor good for anything.

He pushed away from the tree and immediately stumbled again. Down on his knees he felt his head spinning. He tried to get back up, but the trees swirled before him knocking him down again. Though he knew these woods like he knew his own name, the  dark and ominous quiet pressed uncomfortably on him. His heart started beating dangerously erratic and for the first time that he could remember he actually felt scared. He desperately wondered if he had done the right thing, coming here alone like this. No, he knew he hadn’t, but it was too late now. Moments later he passed out cold.

Cabin in the woods, part 1

Artist: Jay Toon

 The stories about the cabin in the woods were now verging on legend, but they would, after some eighty years of sightings.  

Sightings is how the townsfolk referred to it when people told of their experience with the cabin in the woods. These were somewhat like sightings of UFO’s, the Loch Ness Monster and Bigfoot. Everyone  in Banyan Hollow Township  had heard the tales, incredible ones told with relish, by well-respected people, totally sane ones and mostly sober.

They spoke about getting lost in the woods, getting hurt, being chased by a bear or wolves or experiencing some other misfortune which brought some desperation to their circumstances.  Just as they were thinking death was coming for them they saw it, like a beacon in the night. The cabin in the woods just showed up in the nick of time to save their lives.