A horrifying tale of a trip to the woods gone wrong.
Four old high school friends head to a cabin at a remote mountain lake to spread the ashes of a friend who recently died. For Skip, a lawyer whose life is falling apart, the trip is a chance to reconnect with long lost friends and keep a promise - and maybe figure out how to repair his broken marriage.
But when a naked, bloody woman shows up at their cabin, the four friends are suddenly thrust into the middle of a nightmare. Forced into a cat-and-mouse game with a crazed serial killer with a penchant for torture.
If Skip is to survive, he must test the limits of friendship and his own character. And in the end he needs to decide if being a hero is enough.
Peter Fugazzotto is a writer of horror, fantasy and science fiction. His short stories have been published in Heroic Fantasy Quarterly, Grimdark Magazine and Siren's Call. He is an espresso lover and a black belt in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu.
More information about Peter and his writing, including free stories, can be found at www.peterfugazzotto.com
This story evokes many emotions in me, from the thoughts about how we all wear masks to wondering how people become evil.. and I thought about family and courage, and not hiding from pain in everyday life. There’s a deep message inside this story about the power to stand up and become a true hero to the people that matter especially when they take a path that is dangerous. I used to think that an addict is an addict and that in a scenario I would cut them off and leave the, to their vices thinking of “hard love” but are we really doing our loved ones a favor? Because aren’t they really sending out a cry for help.. mostly people use drugs because they don’t know or were never taught how to handle emotions and pain in life or were traumatized. I realized that if more parents took responsibility for how they raised their kids and looked into their own selves maybe they would see why their child is doing drugs.. I wished my parents would have done that instead of denying they did anything wrong.. and blaming me.. when really the truth is child abuse and I was escaping with drugs.. so now I am healing the trauma which is the root of my pain and learning How to deal with emotions. I think I want to be a Mom who validates her kids, teaches and guides.. since it seems in many many studies violence and abuse just churns in an endless cycle until one parent wakes up from the nightmare and realizes she abused her own child, like me. It’s so taboo and it needs to stop. Secrets keep you sick, I was told once and I’m sure now that’s the truth.