Thursday, January 31, 2008

Weapons of Mass Contrition by Wesley C


John and Kara were newly weds, and on their flight to their honey moon in Paraguay. Kara’s mom, who John didn’t particularly like, and she didn’t care for him, booked them a hotel somewhere in Ecuador. The anticipation of finally getting there made it seem like the plane ride took two days.

Arriving at the air port was their biggest feeling of relief. They had been crammed on the plane for six hours, with several crying babies. Now, they rushed up to their shuttle that was going to take them to their hotel. The driver seemed very mean and quiet, kind of like he wanted to kill everybody, which made the ride to the hotel very uncomfortable.

Because of the uncomfortable mood, it also made the feeling of arriving to their hotel seem a lot better. It was one of the most beautiful places they’d ever seen, and were anxious to see their room and the rest of the resort.

After unpacking, they took a swim in the pool. All of the hotel workers were very happy all the time, smiling continuously. But every vacationer they talked to never smiled, once. Most of them also had injuries and were stuck in a wheelchair or on crutches. They made John and Kara think about why there were so many injured, angry people here.

Later that night, the hotel was throwing a party for their wedding. Almost every one who was vacationing there went, yet no one smiled. John and Kara weren’t going to let this ruin their fun, so they just totally let loose.

Around midnight, they were so messed up that they got lost in a patch of woods next to the hotel. They stumbled along for hours, not even sure what country they were in. Something that the bartender gave them must have made them feel like this, because there was no way any amount of alcohol could ever have done this.

Eventually, they stumbled upon a run down shed. “I think it would be best if we stayed in there tonight. It will be a little bit of protection from the animals and bugs,” John said, the feeling just barely starting to wear off. They walked in and layed down on the floor, passing out almost immediately.

John woke from the eerie scream which sounded like a human being. Screams that could turn blood cold, and only could have been made from death. He looked around and it was still dark, the sun hadn’t risen yet. Kara got up too, confused just as he was.

They noticed that on the walls were things that didn’t look very pleasing. Things like maces and chains and tools that might be used to torture someone. And, they were all covered in blood. They tried to figure it out, but were more scared than anything. They came to the conclusion that this was someone’s shed, and these were someone’s tools, and they were used for the obvious reason.

For some protection, they took the mace and sword, still covered in blood, incase they were to need them. As they stepped outside, the sun was just above the tree line. John noticed their footprints from last night, and thought that their best bet to get back to the hotel was to follow their footprints back and then contact someone from there.

After a few hundred yards, the footprints lead them to the beach, and they could no longer follow them. John and Kara now became overwhelmed with concern because they had no idea where they were and how to get to civilization, never mind the psychopathic serial killers who were probably somewhere nearby.

John noticed a river flowing into the ocean a few hundred meters down the beach. If they could follow that up, he might eventually find some town or city. Kara was a little reluctant to go because of how she knew there were fresh water crocodiles in this country.

After about 2 hours of following the river, John and Kara stumbled upon a trail that went along side the river. They thought it would be best to use it since they could travel much faster, and hopefully make it to the city before sun down.

John noticed a low humming sound and dove into the bushes with his wife, fearing for their lives. It got louder and louder until they saw it. It was an ATV, and it was towing a trailer. On this trailer were two people, and both of them were tied up, back to back, screaming for help.

John and Kara wanted to help these people so bad, but knew that they could not do anything to help without losing their lives, too. Once the ATV had passed by and was well out of sight, they continued to push on.

A few hours after noon, they came upon a clearing up ahead. In this clearing, there was a .45 Magnum, lying in a pool of blood. Both John and Kara could only imagine what had made this pool of blood. John had never felt safe with just the weapon he had, so he took the Magnum, too.

Just before sun down, John stopped, abruptly. Kara looked at him in confusion.

“What is it?” she asked.

“SHHH!” he replied. Kara thought he was going insane from dehydration or something.

A few seconds later, John started to sprint ahead. Kara followed him as fast as she could, and watched him disappear behind the bend. As she came around this bend, he realized what John was listening to. It was a road, and there were few cars driving on it.

John figured he had about an hour left of daylight, so they decided to follow the road. Luckily, they were lead into the town center, and found a police station. They rushed inside, immediately explaining what was happening. The police didn’t know any English, and saw these people practically screaming at them, holding a .45 Magnum and a lance and sword. Their reaction was to hand-cuff the two, and put them in a temporary jail cell.

John and Kara were really confused now, trying to figure out what was going on. Eventually, the police came in and moved them to a real prison. Here, someone who knew how to speak English came to them, explaining.

“John, you are here today for suspicion of murder. The weapons you were carrying had the blood of several people who were missing for 2 weeks now. And, the Magnum you had was used to kill a man whose body was found yesterday. You shall be sentenced to 45 years in prison.”

John looked at Kara then, and said, “What a great honey moon, right?”

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wes, I really enjoyed reading your story. Some of the events in the story were very unexpected. The story reminded me of a horror movie and a cliffhanger. It made me wonder why all of the people at the resort were hurt among other questions. I wouldn't agree that the main character changed over your story but I believe he would've if the story continued. This is because he was going to jail and I believe that after a little while in jail, hes personality would change. My favorite part of the story was the ending. Although it didn't end happily, i found the story humorous by the main character's last comment to end the story. I think the story's best quality was that it kept me interested the whole time. There wasn't a moment throughout my reading that I wasn't curious to find out what was going to occur next. I don't think your story needed any changes but I would suggest that you could've made the story end a little happier. It was a little dissapointing to discover that the newly weds would never be together. I really liked your story wes!

Anonymous said...

Wesley-
I thought your story was good. It was a suspensful story and I wanted to know what was going to happen next. You topic selection was an interseting one but I still thought it was a good story. One thing i didn't like was the ending. I think the story just kind of ended abruptly, and i think you could of used more emotion with John and Kara at the end. I don't think John would use sarcasm when he is about to be put in jail for 45 years. Besides that i thought the stroy was really good and it kept me reading throughout.

Anonymous said...

This was a good story. It had some cliff hangers but they were good. The main character changed throughout the story. I had alot of questions though.