Camping | 100 Word Stories
#008
They say stories are best told around a campfire. How about a campfire while sitting under a full red moon? Nothing could go wrong in this scenario, right? Right?!
RULES
Must be 100 words.
Use the image as a prompt.
You can use your own title. The title doesn’t count towards the 100 words.
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No one ever went camping at Burnham Wood. Legend has it, back in the seventeenth century, witches performed rituals in these same woods. And anyone who happened upon them would be burned alive. Their carcass devoured by wolves. It’s common knowledge that witches keep wolves as pets.
For over four centuries the road to Burnham Wood’s been closed.
Then one night an out of town school bus filled with children decided to ignore the warning signs. It was a shortcut, you see.
A decade later and the children are still missing, though the school bus was found, guarded by wolves.
"The Blood Moon"
The blood moon is a reminder of the Nephilim War fought over five hundred years ago.
For a thousand years, the children of the fallen angels ruled over all humanity; their tyranny and barbarity was infamous. It was only thanks to the Faith that we were able to overthrow these giants.
Afterwards, the Church sealed away these ‘demigods’ inside the deepest part of the Moon.
To this day, the Nephilim still try to break free. This is why the Moon occasionally turned red; the redder the moon, the closer they are to freedom.
And tonight, the Moon is unnaturally red.