Jow Forums spoop thread

Jow Forums spoop thread.
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>post survival tips

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>Be hunting spooks
>look in mirror
>whoa! Oh, it's just me

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>Blood

Civie grows.

>out at the Nat'l Forest (thank you taxes!) for some good campin' n' weed with the fellas
>day 1: fine. burnt the potaties, played cards and RPGs
>day 2: hijinks until dusk
>hey fellas lets take a walk, i heard there's a cave down yonder
>walk down down road,
>turn left, turn right etc
>walk down into a holler (still on the road), takes a long curve down through some deep woods
>big patch of dead black forest (just about sundown, still light) on the right
>everyone fumbles to a stop...what the fuck is that guys?
>no noise but it's LOUD right now
>start sweating, feel sick, feel fear
>look around, bros all look green
>never felt anything so concentrated evil and fucking aggressive than that single spot
>like the woods wanted to eat me and burn my soul
>I think we fucked up the directions yall
>trooped back to the weed with quickness, laugh about it in the AM

turns out that particular spot was where a girl was tortured, killed and buried about 20 years ago. Never caught anyone. They should put up a sign or something, fuck it was creepy

I like that guy but you're a faggot

No ghostloli apparition wanted to sleep in your tent?

No although that would be a cool story too. Those usually end with the ghost turning out to be a killer zombie and nobody escapes tho
>no escapes
>no greentexts

I’ll take shit that never happened for $500 Alex.

blueridgeoutdoors.com/features/murder-woods-shenandoah-national-park/

my bad. two girls, not one. must be the electric lettuce n all

>be me
>15 year old fukkboii in washington
>decide to go try some dumbass challenge I read about here.
Fuck me if I can remember what it was
>take grandpas 20ga sxs, navy ka bar, 550 cord hammock (i had way too much time on my hands back the ) and tarp/rope
>build figure 4 deadfall
>setup shelter and hammock
>hear deadfall drop after about a half hour of fingerfucking the shotgun
>clean, skin, start fire and begin cooking wabbit.
>letting it cook slow.
>sun goes down and I start to eat
>hear a woman screaming, saying her house was on fire
No house that way that I know of. But ok
>begin absent mindedly jogging that way, shotgun still in my arms because I was a stupid kid who didnt think to drop anything
>reach about where it should be
>hear it again at the same distance
>chase the sound around until I start to get winded
>realize I'm not the only one breathing
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>spin on heel and bring up 20ga.
>nothing
>still hear the breathing. Realize it's not coming from any specific direction
>hear the same female scream 2 feet from my left side
>fall, point, shoot
>miss something that looks like me but taller (I was an only child living with my grandparrents so I know it wasnt a relative)
>pull second trigger as it begins to descend on me
>roll away from blind fall/attack and bolt
>sprint back to camp
>no trace of campfire
>tarp and hammock are shredded
>no trace of leftover rabbit
>hear twigs breaking approaching me
>load slugs
>hide in/under destroyed shelter
>its me alright. Half its face is dripping some blackish blue substance but it definitely me
>starts smelling the air
>realize its taller, again
Fuck it
>pull both triggers at its chest and make for edge of woods
As I begin to run it sounds like several people screaming in unison
Cont. Later if theres interest