Hikers!

The mixed group of hikers felt a slight tremor

as the wind picked up

on a desolate icy and snow filled wilderness

lost as the heavy snow

hit their bodies as the temperature dropped

it would be foolish if they stopped!

 

Finally found a sheltered area safe to camp

protection from the elements

though some equipment lost on the trail

had enough supplies for now

six-men and women huddled in a tent

it would be a night of torment!

 

It had been reported bright lights were seen

falling from the swirling clouds

the night before the hikers passed through

from details on investigation

during the atrocious storm they left the tent

for some unknown intent!

 

More hikers alerted the rescue authorities

after finding the deserted camp

there seemed to be no signs of any struggle

search parties were formed

finding their mangled corpses what desire

going out only in night attire!

 

None being alive at first it was thought bears

the culprit of a despicable act

injuries caused by a weapon not any claws

covered all the bodies

but what had drawn them out into such cold

would the truth ever be told?

 

No tracks beside the victims could be detected

adding to this enigma

many reported feeling nauseated on the recovery

and were glad to leave

sensing whatever had done this was very nearby

they to could easily die!

 

Tests carried out later gave them more surprises

tissue and fluid samples found

were not of human origin adding to the conundrum

many years later unsolved

few would ever venture to the area no locals dared

either sensible or truly scared!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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Vapour!

It had been a very dry long hot summer

everybody was glad it was cooler

the end of August rapidly approached

and the new school term neared

there was only one main road in and out

of the town suffering a drought!

 

Tempers were fraying as water dried up

then the earth tremor struck

shaking every property in the township

windows and crockery shattered

on the main road a wide crack appeared

in Jenson panic reared!

 

In fact the residents were now trapped

it ran the whole length

of main street and seemed to be deep

rising from its depths

a pungent vapour rose out copiously

with a deadly potency!

 

At the rear on one side a fast flowing river

on the opposite side a high cliff

wedging the town in a gap like a Sandwich

a few miles down the road

stood the aging nuclear research facility

with them a mutual animosity!

 

Towns folk began to become ill collapsing

and mutating zombie like beasts

but not everyone seemed to be affected

and a small group had to hide

as the a babbling growing group searched

as on a roof survivors perched!

 

None of the few knew why at this moment

they had not been effected

by the rising the poisonous spreading gas

below in the street butchery

their once friends ripped each other apart

from here must quickly part!

 

Luck or providence this side an easier option

though the river was fast

wild as it smashed violently onto jagged rocks

at least it was low down

not a sheer cliff face to climb hundreds of feet

no way would they admit defeat!

 

Trying not to make any sound entered a shop

through a skylight window

dropping into the sports department of a store

gathering what they needed

making a quick exit as the mutants entered

as these thing got more demented!

 

The vapour was quickly replacing the clean air

tying scarves around their mouth’s

with ropes and life jackets headed for the water

time a luxury not granted

the girls were braver entering the cold water

now or never could not falter!

 

As they were swept along glancing back observed

the mutants on the river bank

as the vapour had now obliterated Jenson town

but their bodies were pounded

onward down to the quieter slow running part

four from the water did depart!

 

One was lost swept away unable to stay afloat

yet though the surroundings

were clear the winds direction could change

there may well be an epidemic

of unimaginable magnitude they had to warn

before mankind it did spawn!

 

But now the wind had deviated towards the city!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Wind!

A wind came unusual in this sheltered hamlet

yet blew in with a vengeance

from where this chilling wind had descended

a mystery know where to hide

it seemed to get within them as if it was living

the effect so unforgiving!

 

Never warm the air now thick still engulfing

every living creature and plant

withering as each one stood helplessly by

beyond comprehension it ruled

were slaves totally helpless in its action

no way to make our extraction!

 

Like a plague changing from lush green

grass with fertile soil and crops

to a dried shrivelled and barren land

and death was soon to follow

from the valley to the distant hilltop

life came to a complete stop!

 

Those who survived numbered but a few

never gave up hope the wind

and pestilence would one day be smitten

for them the day never came

for centuries it spread devastating earth

before mankind’s rebirth!

 

Then from the sky of constant darkness

it began to slowly clear

and the long forgotten sun shone through

and the decimated wilderness

no more bombarded by this pervasive

wind life sucking and erosive!

 

As it came it went and life began anew!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Schooner!

The tall masted schooner looked magnificent

moored on the dockside

ready to set sail on the afternoon high tide

a family owned trading ship

travelling across the busy Atlantic passage

facing natures mighty rage!

 

Carrying a variety of cargo down in its holds

the schooner was ready

besides the crew the captains family went to

together on a calm sea

excitement grew a rare chance all together

starting on their endeavour.

 

At first there were no incidents the sea calm

half way encountered a mist

worried could not avoid it were engulfed

after several hours emerged

nothing happened though the mood changed

conversing with crew strained!

 

The schooners progress hampered no wind

as it slowed then stopped

anger grew amongst the now agitated crew

mother and two children

had to stay in their cabin the captain feared

sensing a horror neared!

 

The crew turned on themselves with venom

like each were possessed.

yelling as if being chased jumping overboard

now only the four remained!

consternation consumed each single second

what would be the end?

 

That last morning they gathered for breakfast

little was said at the table

father had become extremely agitated now

but maintained a calmness

the decision to abandon the ship was made

saw the crews bodies displayed!

 

Loud bangs many voices and running  feet

hounded them venturing out

nothing there then a sound of an explosion

terror drove them to the lifeboat

expecting their vessel to quickly go down

thinking they would soon drown!

 

The children crying and their mother as well

their father the captain

started to prepare the small boat for lowering

then the weird mist returned

after it slowly passed  they had all disappeared

not a soul there when cleared!

 

Suddenly the sails filled a strong wind began to blow

the schooner started to move

crew less it began to drift onward across the sea

and many months before found

by one of the search teams tasked seek and locate

and find the schooner fate!

 

Hailing receiving no reply boarded to investigate

were dismayed to find it empty

everything in place and as if  it had been abandoned

food on the table just left

charts indicating no wind and some kind of danger

none had seen anything stranger!

 

The schooner did get to its destination being towed

it became known as the ghost ship

anybody who went on board did not stay long

never sailing again it was sealed

remaining in an undisclosed location to this day

weird noises still heard they say!

 

The Captain his family and crew were never discovered!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

The Tunnel!

A few foundation stones and a railway tunnel

leading to the once thriving town

was all that remained of this lost community

then the mine was working

floods and torrential rain had taken that away

they perished in mud and clay!

 

Woodlands had grown over where families lived

the tunnel was all that survived

yet something lingered within the dank interior

where few ventured to come

except those intrigued by the recurring events

so frightening and intense!

 

In the tunnel the investigators walked through

every step enhanced ten fold

those stories they listened to and read about

the murder that had occurred

the train derailing passing through the tunnel

acting for the floods like a funnel!

 

A man struck from behind and fell from above

on land towering over the entrance

in the chaos nobody ever caught for the crime

it was said the place was cursed

always thought was a victim of the derailment

until to the police it was sent!

 

An Anonymous letter admitting guilt never traced

this added more to the mystery

how much fact or fiction they hoped to unravel

this during their short stay

the wind whistled through a sound like a stone

from above them was thrown!

 

The two prepared for the long nights investigation

cameras set in strategic positions

one stayed in the tunnel the other roamed woods

where many were swept away

thinking a figure would jump from behind a tree

as lights nearby she could see!

 

But arriving at the scene nothing was visibly there

except some kind of animal tracks

rustling from behind her became more intense

like the patter of small feet

another moving light that resembled staring eyes

was that a baby’s cries?

 

Unable to stay there any longer headed for base

intent on watching the pictures

being received on screens connected to these six

on the one by the tunnel entrance

she saw a shadow pass on the wall directly ahead

her partner actually saw it too

walking in the tunnel  nobody was perceived

being excited and relieved!

 

He thought he heard the pleading cry of a child

before arriving at their base

but that never ending wind still spiralled through

so much evidence to review

packing up the equipment both pleased to leave

a presence they could not conceive!

 

Driving away in the rear view mirror saw a mist rise

the tunnel seemed to disappear

shapes mingled in the dark grey swirl possibly debris

passing the faded town sign post

just as the welcoming hazy sunlight began to show

the thoughts of the night began to grow!

 

They were not alone an unseen entity had joined them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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