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I am an axe wielding maniac. And here is my story.... (written for me by a friend... in the perspective of the main character..not in my perspective... Pictures of where the story was based off of follow)

He comes with the sound of quiet chopping noises against the trees as he walks through the woods. When he gets closer, you see his pale skinned face in the moonlight. He then raises an axe and it glimmers in the moonlight. It reflects the light in your direction and temporarily blinds you. In the time it takes to blink, he slips back into the woods. You start to think of where he could be and worry that he could be stalking you. Just then you hear the sound of someone swimming in the lake.
You run to the building, only to find no one there. Everyone has vanished into thin air. As you look for something to defend yourself against the one with the axe, you hear the door slam shut, and you jump with fright when you hear the noise echo through the room. Terrified of what he might do, you keep searching for some kind of weapon. As soon as you walk into a cluttered room the power goes out, and you are left in the vast darkness of the basement. When you walk to the room with the circuit breaker in it, you see a figure through the window. He is down by the lake chopping down the power poll. Trying to get a better look without letting him seeing you, you see that the power line has been cut and is currently in the lake. With the cable in the water, it makes it even more dangerous than it already is.
You stand in fear that if you move, he will see you. Just then you see him slowly walking towards the building, up the hill, past the fence, over the dirt path, across the cement patio, and to the door. You think that since the door is shut he won’t be able to get in because there are no handles on the outside… but soon he is whacking away at the door trying to get in. You quickly run upstairs to the kitchen and lift up the phone receiver, no dial tone. Just then a strange voice comes on the line… you assume that it is his. He informs you that you have only one phone call, and you cannot call the police, or tell anyone of him. If you did tell anyone about him, he wouldn’t kill you, but he would kill your family.
You decide to call the person who lives closest to where you are. As soon as he picks up the phone, you say that one of his dogs; who are big, mean, vicious, and very dangerous to anyone they are not familiar with, is loose, that you saw it get into a fight with a wolf, and saw that it was bitten a few times, is now running rabid in the camp ground. Just then the conversation is over, the phone went dead once again. But when the voice comes back on he tells you that you have only five minutes to run or hide, and that he will not watch where you go. Quickly thinking, you agree and say that he must wait in front of the building, and he agrees.
You run as fast as you can down stairs and grab a life jacket and a wooden paddle, then sprint out the doors down to where the canoes are. You grab the green plexi-glass canoe and push off into the murky water, carefully not touching it because if you were to, you would be severely shocked. As you near the center of the lake, you smell a very pungent odor in the air, and notice fish floating in the water, you assume that they were electrocuted, and pray that you will not see such a cruel fate.
All of a sudden, you see a figure walk around the building; you sink down into the bottom of the boat, and pray that he does not see you.
You decide that you cannot sit and wait for him to think of what to do next, so you decide to go to a boat landing about a half mile away from where he is. As you draw closer to the landing, you see a figure huddling in the corner of the near by shelter. Cautiously, you approach it to see that it is younger girl and assume she’s a camper. You ask her where every one went, but receive no response, you don’t even see any emotion on her face, just a blank stare. All of a sudden you hear leaves crunching outside of the shelter on the opposite side your in. You grab the girl and hurry to the canoe. You put the life jacket on her, not knowing if she can swim or not. As soon as you’re in the middle of the lake again, you see a figure of a man walk around the building, you see that he is carrying a rifle, and you realize that it’s the man who you called.
Just as you look back to the lake, you see another canoe floating towards you, and all of a sudden the man with the axe rises up, like a vampire would from its coffin. Then the man bends over and grabs a long stick out of the water and uses it to gently push himself closer to you, as if he were on a gondola. You wonder how he can be in the metal canoe and not be shocked, you then realize that when you were in the shelter, he must have taken the power line out of the water or shut it off completely.
Wondering how stupid you are, you start paddling back to the shore, only to be cut off by him. He starts to hack the boat apart with his axe and you both start to sink. The shock of the cold water wakes the girl up, and you both start to swim to the shore. The man laughs an evil laugh as he watches the two of you struggle through all the seaweed.
When you get to the shore, you are exhausted, yet you try to run to the man with the gun and tell him what is happening. You catch him as he turns the key and starts up his truck. He unrolls his window and you explain the situation to him. He opens the door and steps out, with gun at hand, and looks into night. Only to see nothing. He thinks that you are joking about the whole thing and starts to mock you by running to the shelter and acting scared. Just then you hear him burst into laughter as he walks into the building, but soon the laughter turns into blood curdling screams… then it stops.
Fearing for your life, and now the younger girls’ life, you both get into the already running truck and put it into gear. You step lightly on the gas pedal, and the truck tires spin out on the gravel road. The younger girl suddenly lets out an ear piercing scream as you both see the man with the now bloody axe, standing in the middle of the road about twenty feet in front of the truck. You step on the gas, intending to run him over, but he jumps into the air, and lands in the back of the truck. You then step on the breaks to try to knock him down, and slam on the gas to make him slid out of the cab… Oddly enough it works, and he falls to the ground as you speed away.
You ask the girl what happened back at the camp and why she was all alone, when all of a sudden she pulls out a small hatchet and swings it in your direction. You swerve the truck and she goes flying against the passenger door, she hits the door with a loud thud, and you grab for the hatchet. She doesn’t want to let go of it so you pull as hard as you can. Finally you have it in your hand and the girl is still against the door, now trying to stay as far away from you as possible.
You pull the truck over and lock the doors, so that the girl cannot escape, and tell her quietly that if she doesn’t start talking, you would do something she wouldn’t like…. She quickly lunges towards you and with a shriek pulls away, along with the hatchet. Your friends always did call you butterfingers… Reacting quickly you reach over and open her door and step on the gas, causing her to fall out of the truck. You speed away with the passenger door still open, but again see the man with the axe close by, you thought that you had lost him by now. He runs towards the truck at full speed, you can’t believe how fast he is. You start to drive faster but fail to loose him and he leaps into the still open door. You fear that you have met your match for he looks much stronger than the younger girl, and wouldn’t be able to get the axe away as easily as the hatchet.
You stop the truck thinking that you could make a run for it. He then starts reaching towards you and fearing for your life, find yourself to be frozen and not able to move. But he then changes direction, shuts the truck off, and removes the keys. He just sits there calmly looking out the window, you think about making a run for it, then he looks at you. And again you feel frozen. Then in an instant, you blurt out “what do you want?” in sort of a loud mumble, but he doesn’t answer, he just keeps on looking at you, he doesn’t even blink. You both sit there in the truck, parked in the middle of the road, for about twenty minutes just looking at each other. You notice that he doesn’t look like a psychopath as you first imagined him when you heard his voice on the phone, for when you first saw him it was only for a moment, then he was gone. But now he looks normal, as if possible for you know what he is capable of; he killed that man, how fast he can run, how high he can jump… and besides how he moves, so...different.
This is it; you decide to make a run for it. He hasn’t moved for well over twenty minutes now and maybe he has lost interest in chasing you and wont follow? You start moving your hand towards the handle but he quickly hits the lock button on his door. You look back at him and are startled because his face is only about a foot away from yours now, you jump. He backs up to his side of the truck and takes a deep breath. He begins to speak, pronouncing his words very accurately. “My name is George.” He starts off, “What’s your name?” you stare blankly at him in disbelief and are about to answer but he continues, “I'm sorry about all this, but it was the only way… you see… well, I saw you in the woods.” You blink a few times and reply “What does that have to do with anything? And why did you kill that man? Where did everyone from camp go? Why were you chasing me and who was that little girl with the hatchet and why do you have an axe???” You start to shout at him as he raises his hand for you to be quite. You flinch as if he were going to hit you. He says quietly, “I am merely the messenger.”
~TO BE CONTINUED~
Pictures
((Yes, I based him off of JTHM))
The hill / woods / lake

The Building

Around the building

The Other building / canoe landing 1/2 mile away & truck (imagine it without a topper)

The Canoes & green plexi - glass one you take

The power pole he cuts down, by the lake


Thats my story.. yay