The Scream of Winter

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A man becomes trapped in a cabin after an intense snowstorm which leaves him questioning his own sanity after a series of supernatural events.

Submitted: July 31, 2017

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I thought it would be a good idea. I thought that maybe if I could just get away for a while, everything would start to go smoother for me, I was wrong. The events which took place soon after my arrival to this small cabin in the woods of Lake Tahoe, have unfortunately made things much harder than I had ever expected. I do not expect to make it out of here alive, not because of the heavy snowfall which has trapped me in this cabin for the last three days, that is not the main issue. It may sound insane to anyone who is now reading this, but there is something here with me, I can not explain what it is. I constantly question my own sanity with each moment that passes, I just want it to stop! I’m hoping that by writing it all down, I can gather some of my thoughts, or maybe just warn anyone who reads this, stay from here! Get out of here and do not ever return, I know it is all going to sound absurd, but I will explain the best I can.
When I first arrived to this cabin, I only had the intentions of getting away and clearing my mind for a week. It is a good sized place, nothing special though. There are two small bedrooms, a bathroom, kitchen and of course, a living room. The second bedroom would not be necessary however, for it was only me who would be staying at the cabin this week. There are no neighboring cabins nearby, which is exactly why I chose this one, I did not have any desire to be near other human beings for the entirety of this week. All I desired at the time was the company of the surrounding nature, perhaps some beautiful wildlife as well. Just being outside was an incredible experience! The fresh air, the gentle breeze, snow capped trees which stood tall and proud throughout the land. It truly was a breathtaking experience, my good times here fell short however, when nightfall arrived.
There had been a decent amount of snow that day, nothing I could not handle though. Nothing could have prepared me for what was to come later however. There was a blizzard, a large and menacing blizzard with a force I had not ever seen before. The worst part is that there was absolutely no warning of it, the menacing rage of the wind and the copious swarm of snow thrashed my cabin with the force of an army of angry souls. I was in complete shock for the entire thing. I sat on the couch in the living room and just listened to the bellowing of the wind, it sounded as if angered spirits surrounded the cabin and screamed and pounded on it with all their might. I raised my head and looked out the window, I could only see darkness and the furious blowing of snow, perhaps my head was playing mind games with me at the moment as well, for I swear I saw the faint shape of a large humanoid shadow pound across my view of the window. The shape was far too fast for me to tell you what it had looked like, I can only say that it was large and quick and it blended with the snowy darkness which surrounded my small cabin. The only comfort I had that night was the small yet bright warmth of the fire I had little a while earlier. As I sat watching the frosted windows, I sensed a very cold darkness grow within the room. I looked towards the only comfort I had which was the fire, and I as my eyes met the flames, a cold wind swallowed the room and blew out the fire, leaving me with cold shadows.
I did not sleep well that night, I tried to get the fire burning again but it just would not happen. So I crawled into my bed and hid within the covers, listening closely to the angry howling of the wind, something about it started to seem off to me. The way the wind screamed, and the strong force of the pounding snowfall, It almost seemed as if it were alive. After that imagining such thoughts, I grew fearful. The coldness in the room made me shiver, the shadows surrounding me were no longer just shadows, they watched me that night. I awoke the next morning shivering. I got up and checked all the windows, I saw nothing but white. I was worried of course, but I had enough food and supplies to last me a whole week, so I decided to wait and see what happens. I spent most of my day reading and writing all while contemplating the events which had taken place so far. I especially thought about how alive the storm felt, and the thing I saw just outside the window, if there was even anything there in the first place. As I sat there contemplating, a sound rose up above the blowing of the wind, I was confused and horrified, for the sound I was hearing was not of any animal I knew of. It was a loud and high pitched shrieking which seemed to follow the melody of the wind. The closer I started to listen, the louder it rose. It grew louder than the wind, louder than the snow, it even grew beyond my own thoughts until it swallowed my mind whole! All I could hear was this awful inhuman screech. I leaped up from the couch gripping my hair and screamed back at it enraged and confused, it was a sound I never knew I was even capable of producing. After about a minute of my own screaming, I slowly brought my hand down and opened my eyes. I looked around and listened, but all I heard was the wind again. 
That night was the coldest night of my life. Not only the coldest, but the most dreadful. I tried to take my mind off the events which happened earlier, but I just could not do it. The sound I heard plagued my mind every second of that day, no matter how hard I tried to shake it off it just would not leave. Later that night I decided it was best for me to just get some sleep, I wanted that day to be over with so I could at least try and move on and forget it ever happened. Call me childish but I decided to keep the lights on that night, I was just too shaken up over everything that was going on around this place. I drifted off to sleep eventually, It must have only been about two hours in when a loud smash sent me shooting up in my bed. I looked to the lamp on my left side and saw it was no longer on the shelf, but on the floor smashed into pieces. I just sat there and looked at it for a good minute, not knowing how to react, when suddenly there was a blast of wind which seemed to come for nowhere, it blew my door shut and filled me with absolute terror. Perhaps I should have done something, but I was petrified, my heart was beating faster than I ever imagined it could. Just when I started to feel like I could get up and do something about all this, I heard a sound. It was a low, deep and steady groan, I could not tell where it was coming from but I knew it came from the very room I sat in. 
The groan grew deeper and louder, I quickly searched the darkness looking for whatever the hell it was, that is when I noticed something in the far corner of the room. Two dark blue glowing eyes. They did not blink or move, simply watched me. I could not make out any shape surrounding the eyes at first, but then the eyes slowly rose higher. Slowly I saw the dark outline of a large body, two long and twisted legs, arms which stretched wide and fingers which wriggled around in the shadows. As I looked into the eyes of this thing, I saw the shape of large antlers above the eyes, the only thing I never saw, was a face. If there was a face, I was too petrified to notice. I sat there in utter shock, staring into the glowing blue eyes of this beast which stood before me. It slowly bent down to me, sending horrible shivers down my side, it looked right into my eyes and let out a loud and gut wrenching scream. As soon as I heard its scream I began to wail in agony, I shut my eyes refusing to look at this beast and clenched my eyes shut. I do not know how long I spent screaming and crying but at some point I felt my mind slip away and my body lose all control as I fell into a deep slumber.
I awoke the next morning by shooting up in bed breathing heavy and shivering horribly. I looked at the lamp which had been in pieces, hoping that just maybe this had all been an awful nightmare, but when I looked to the floor beside me, the lamp lay smashed. I spent the morning sobbing, not even realizing how the sound of the wind had changed. It had morphed into a terrible screech, the screech I had heard before. I still hear it now, as I write this shivering and fearful, I hear the scream of the wind, and I see those dark blue eyes which looked straight into my soul that night. I do not know if any of this is truly happening, or if I have just simply lost my mind, but if this does continue, I do not know how much more I will be able to handle. This is all I have to say, believe what you will.

 


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