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As we were nearing our destination, Zach kept looking over at me and saying, "Shelby, are you sure you are going the right way, this looks super sketchy," "Shelby, we are really far out in the woods, pretty sure our phones are going to lose service." While Zach was being the skeptic, I was trying to be brave and optimistic, even though I was slightly creeped out. When we finally got to the destination, there was a nice bright sign showing the name of the company and security gates to enter the campground. Things seemed to be looking up and I, of course, turned to Zach and said, "HA, I told you, we will be fine here!"
Not one minute after that being said, we pulled up to the check in building, only to be greeted by a really creepy middle aged guy, with a HUGE metal cross that hung down to his belly, super short shorts, knee high white socks and a big old ranger hat. (I tried to find a picture that adequately depicts Ranger Bob, but nothing compared to the level of creep this ranger gave off.) Now, we are normally not super judgy people, at least we try not to be, but we both had a really bad feeling- he looked like some scary ranger dude off a horror movie that has a secret cabin out back where he tortures people and subsequently eats their brains out (we may have watched too many horror movies). We got to our cabin and tried to ignore the fact that the campground was desolate- there was only one other cabin occupied. We took the dogs for a quick walk and the whole time it felt like we were being watched by something or someone. When we got back to the cabin we brought all of our stuff inside, sat down and turned on the TV to try to unwind and take our mind off the fact that neither of us felt good about being there (even though we didn't fully admit it to each other at first). When we sat on the couch it reeked of sweat and sour milk and the cabin had quite a thick layer of dust all around; it looked like we were the first occupants in quite some time. When I went to check out the bed, I noticed blood stains on the sheets right away. Red flag!!!! Now, I should probably clarify that these blood stains weren't like murder blood stains, they were more like bloody-nose stains. Regardless, it obviously added to our paranoia. We weighed the pros and cons, and decided that we would sleep on the smelly couch out in the living room instead of on the bed with bloody sheets in the back corner room. However, when we pulled out the couch, there were dead bugs and the smell intensified, so I went out to the car and got our personal blankets that have for the dogs and put them on the blood stained bed. Zach tried to get some sleep, but I could not think about sleeping when I had such a bad feeling in my gut. So, the dogs and I stayed out in the living room and watched Spongebob (all the other channels were playing murder mysteries.. of course). After I got bored of watching Spongebob, I continued searching through the channels for something uplifting. I then came across the porn channels, which are normally locked, right? Well... these ones weren't! That was the last straw for me. I went into the bed room to find Zach playing games on his phone because of course he couldn't sleep and I told him about my recent findings. We both decided it was past time to get out of there. I mean for all we knew there were cameras watching every move!! At this point we were both running on adrenalin and on major high alert, which the dogs picked up on, so we threw everything back in the car, tossed the dogs in the car and sped outta there. When we got to the gate, Koni started piddling because we were freaking him out. So Zach jumped out of the car to let Koni pee and I quickly dropped the key in the box. Meanwhile, we hear a vehicle speeding up to the gates, and coming to a crashing halt beside our vehicle. Any guessed on who that may that be?? You got it, creepy RANGER BOB, with his belly sticking out of his shirt, holding a beer in his hand! As he sauntered up to Zach he asked where we were going. Zach threw Koni in the car, told him we were checking out, jumped back in the car, and I sped off as soon as Zach was in.
As were drove out of the woods, slowly making our way back to civilization our nerves began to calm down, but we kept discussing all the possible conclusions that our story could have had. At the end of it all, we found a nice little Holiday Inn Express to spend the night at and slept quite soundly after calling both of our parents and telling them we almost died!! They were both very happy we made the decision to listen to our gut and get outta there!!
-S & Z
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