Killer Trip
It was mid-summer and a group of travelers had gone to the jungles of Jamacia, they had been friends for months and met online through a travelers group on Facebook who occasionally met in person to get coffee the travelers had been planning a trip to Jamacia for months and they chipped in to pay the cost of a flight, hotel, food, and activities.
Finally, it was April 26th and it was the day they were to leave for their trip, the plan was to meet at the airport and they would all fly together. The group of travelers met at the gate and prepared for the flight. They board the plane and put their luggage in the overhead bins and prepared, the group found their assigned seats and prepared for takeoff. As the plane takes off the group sees in the distance and it’s gorgeous. The plane ascended higher into the sky above the cloud line, they had about ten thousand feet in the air. A trip to Jamacia would be about a six-hour flight direct from Denver. The group was so excited they had been talking about it the whole trip. All of a sudden, a huge thunderstorm rolled through causing turbulence, then a bolt of lightning hit the engine causing it to fail, the engine caught on fire, the oxygen masks came down, the passengers began to panic and scream. The back of the plane caught fire and it sucked out one of the flight attendants out of the plane and she plummeted to earth killing her instantly. One The flight attendant came and tried to calm everyone down, the plane was quickly descending. The co-pilot had been knocked on conscious, one of the flight attendants got run down by the food cart and was pinned against the wall of the plane. People were being sucked out of the plane one by one. The plane was falling faster down to earth and it nose-dived into the woods. The nose of the plane hit the ground hard killing the pilot instantly the rest of the passengers survived. Most of the passengers who made it were buckled in and just had bumps and bruises but they knew they had to get out of there quickly before the plane blew, it wouldn’t be long before the other engine caught fire making the gas tank on the plane blow up. The group who was together quickly unbuckled themselves, the rest of the passengers on the plane were stuck and needed assistance getting out. Once the group was unbuckled, they went to help the other passengers. Mark who was the leader of the group was helping a small child who was stuck in his seat, his mother who was sleeping hit her head off the window and died. Marley who was sitting next to Mark she was helping another woman that she was sitting next to. Mick, and Michael, and Janine were assisting other passengers. And there on the back of the plane sat a man that looked a bit shady, no one knew who this man was but there were police officers on the plane that were taking him to jail, the police officers were sucked out of the plane and died. The criminal was fighting to get out of his seat belt and he was stuck, he found a broken shard of metal and cut himself out of his seat. He shook himself off and exited the plane and walked off into the woods. Everyone was busy assisting other passengers and didn’t notice the criminal that was now loose in the woods. The criminal was Dawson Johnson and was arrested for over five hundred murders statewide and was being transported to the Denver Maximum Security Prison. The group had finally got the passengers free, and they exited the plane together. They all had split up in different directions, they went to look for food and water. Mark and Michael went together, they went off searching for berries. Marley and Janine stayed behind on the plane they were searching the food cart for food and water. They found bags of chips and some water and went to the kitchen to check for sandwiches. They found a mess load of food and had placed it in their backpacks and went off to the others. The first group had set off in different directions and got lost. There were hiding behind a large oak tree was the murderer, he jumped out from behind the tree grabbed a loose wild grapevine and wrapped it around the passenger’s neck and she screamed and pulled her closely to him pulling tightly on the vine slowly choking the life out of her, she tried to move but she confined. He squeezed tighter and tighter, he forced her to turn around so he could watch the life drain out of her eyes. He smiled evilly and laughed and her body sunk down to the forest ground. He pulled her to the nearby lake and through her in making it looked like she had drowned. Satisfied with his murder he went stalking his next victim. The first group of passengers was looking for some girl named Fern, they were calling her name over and over but no answer. One of the other passengers yelled, “FOUND HER!” They all came running, they found her floating face down in the water. They got into the shallow water and pulled her out, they tried to resuscitate her but it had been too late. One of the passengers had been a doctor and he examined the body, he looked her over and told the passenger that he found the cause of death and that it wasn’t drowning that she died of asphyxiation and that it looked like she had been strangled by something, and by the bruising, on her arms, she has been held tightly and against her will. The passengers all looked at one another and were all thinking the same thing, there was a killer amongst them and they wondered who in the group it could be. They were scared out of their ever– loving minds, back at the crash site the plane caught fire and then “BOOM”, the passengers heard it and were glad they weren’t anywhere near it. Marley and Janine had just left the plane just in time, they ran and jumped to the bushes. The explosion could be seen for miles. The group felt bad for anyone left alive on the plane which wasn’t many. Most of the passengers died when they got sucked out of the plane or when the plane hit the ground. They were stranded in the woods of Denver, most of the first group of passengers were lost and trying to find their way back but had gotten turned around. One of the passengers claimed to see a nearby road and was making his way to it when the murderer snuck up behind him and stabbed him over and over in the back with a long sharp piece of metal, the passenger yelled out, but the killer stabbed him in the head killing him instantly. He then drug the body into the woods and hit behind a large rock, the passengers called for the lost passenger, “CHUCK WHERE ARE YOU?” they yelled over and over. The killer snuck off in the direction of the second group who was gathering wood for a fire and making a big temporary shelter out of large branches. The killer had been watching them from a distance waiting for the right time to strike. The first group had finally found their way back to the second group. “Hey, guys! Mick yelled. It looks like your group got smaller. There is a killer amongst us, we found one of our group members in the lake drowned but she was strangled. What are you serious about? Mick said. There is another one of the group members missing, it went off and claimed he found a road and was heading towards it but he never returned and it’s been hours. It was getting dark and it was the first night in the woods and there was a killer, they all would be sleeping with one eye opened, the groups agreed to take turns staying watch. Mick started a fire and the group gathered around and Marley and Janine passed out food and water. Michael told an urban legend about another plane crash just like this one that happened in the year 1973 it was the middle of June when a so-called passenger was aboard and was a criminal who was being transferred to a prison for over three hundred grisly murders and they killed them, some said that he was a cannibal others say he was just crazy mass murderer. Legend says that this killer that killed all those people had a son and that no one truly knows what happened to that son. Legend says that this killer would be a copycat killer of his father, the father was killed, and that the remaining survivors killed him filleted his flesh then cooked it and ate it just to survive. The remaining survivors built a fire so big it be seen from the sky and a passing helicopter saw it, landed, and rescued them. No one knew that there would be some truth to this legend and that they would be living it. They all heard the crack of a tree branch and they took their flashlight waving all around in the dark but saw nothing. Then on the other side of the woods stood the murderer watching and waiting until the group fell asleep then he would make his move. When the group got tired Mick and Michael took first watch, the group was all huddled together for warmth, when Mick and Michael went off to relieve themselves the killer, made his move, he took one of the members who’d still been asleep and drug off into the woods and smashed their head with a large rock, it had been one of the passengers from the first group. When Mick and Michael came back, they noticed one of the group members was missing. It had been Tobin; he’d had been on his way back to college and was only in his twenties. “Tobin, where are you? Mick yelled. Tobin you out there Michael shouted. They took their flashlights and went looking for Tobin. Oh my God, Michael said almost puking. What’s wrong? Mick questioned. I found Tobin Michael answered, he’s dead. Aww, shit!! Mick replied, let’s get back to camp.” Meanwhile back at camp the group was unprotected and vulnerable, Marley and Janine woke and heard yelling. “Guys, what’s going on? What’s all the yelling for? We found Tobin dead, his head was smashed in. Mick retorted. “ AAHHHH... Janine screams. A guy is coming towards her, she quickly grabs a rock- throwing it in the guy’s direction hitting him directly in the head. Shit, he said running.
Marley ran back to her friend, you, ok? She asked concerned. Yeah, I’m fine I scared someone off, some creepy guy, I hit him in the head; he went off running. That could have been the killer coming back to pick off more people. The group was slowly dwindling, they lost three people already and it is getting worse. It had only been one night it was already a nightmare, first a tragic plane crash and now a string of deadly murders? This was nuts, they knew if they had any chance of making it, they had to stick together, they’d be stronger as a group and somehow, they had to outsmart the killer and survive. There was no way in hell that group was going to die in the woods and not by the hand of the killer. They all had been thinking the same thing, they knew it was the killer from the urban legend and that it had been his son and now they are living the urban legend. The gang was up for the rest of the night waiting for the killer to return, he was probably hiding in the woods somewhere nursing his wounds. The wound on his head was quite large and turned into a huge goose egg, he felt dizzy and woozy, plus he’d hadn’t eaten in days. He was feeding off berries wild morels he’d find and roast them over the fire and he took a pot he had in his backpack, and he sanitized the lake water and turned it into drinking water. He wrapped his wound on his head from the first aid kit he took from the plane, he cleaned the wound with alcohol, and then wrapped his head in gauze and set up to kill the rest of the group. They had been sleeping at camp when the killer snuck in and grabbed one of the campers, and drug them off, he quietly put his hand over Tucker’s mouth and nose smothering him to death and went back for the others it was only four now. The killer went to kill Mick when he woke up to someone trying to touch him, he yelled out which alerted the others, they woke up to find Mick and the killer in a power struggle; Mick was punching the killer in the face and the killer was trying to choke Mick. Michael ran off into the darkness of the woods and hid. Janine grabbed her flashlight from her bag, she got up and ran over to Mick’s rescue she swung the flashlight hitting the killer in the head, she kept on hitting him until there was a huge gash in his head, it had been days since the group ate and they were starving they had run out of food and water. Michael ran back and with a sharp metal weapon and he ran over to the killer and began filleting him, he took the strips of skin and laid on rocks so it could cook, Mick took the ax he took from the plane and chopped of the killer’s arms and legs and laid in the fire to cook, the remaining and for at the killer, days later the group took rocks and laid them out to make the words HELP and nearby seaplane saw their cry for help and landed the plane on the lake, the group grabbed their gear and came running they all boarded the plane and never spoke of the incident again.