Midnight Encounter.

        All was going well, Harvey was cheerful and was looking forward to the night ahead of him. He thought that if he kept up this pace he would be at his friend’s house in no time.  But suddenly he heard something from underneath him.  Upon further inspection he realized he had suffered a puncture.  “Damn”, he cursed as he examined the damage.  The tyre was completely deflated and there was no hope of cycling the rest of the journey.  He stood still in the middle of the middle of the forest for a few moments and contemplated what would be the best thing to do.  He remembered he had left his bike lock at home and was angry with himself that he had left with such haste.  He decided that all he could do was put his bike behind a towering fir tree hope that the bright red colour scheme didn’t attract too much attention.  The light was beginning to fade so he quickly rejoined the track and carried on with his journey.

        A while later he noticed that the trees seemed to close in every now and again and for the first time he admitted to himself that he was actually scared.  He was wearing just a T-shirt and shorts so the chilly air nipped at his arms and legs.  He began to shiver and stumble on the rocky ground in the ever-blackening forest.  He suddenly became aware of every sound around him and occasionally he would spin round wildly to see if there was anyone behind him.  He couldn’t help but think about the disappearances in the forest and for a it was all he could think about.  He eventually managed to find something else to occupy his brain buit the thought lingered at the back of his mind.

        It was getting late and Harvey wanted to arrive soon as he was struggling to negotiate the tight and winding track.  The only light denying complete blackness was that projected by the full moon.  There was a sound behind him.  He went against his natural reaction to turn around and see what it was and convinced himself that he was just being paranoid.  He carried on walking.  A few moments later he heard the sound again and this time he couldn’t help but turn round.  He scoured the forest and in the distance, standing between two trees was a huge figure of a man.  Harvey’s eyes were fixed upon the silhouette and his body became paralysed with fear.  He felt as if he was standing there for an eternity, but within an instant he had bolted down the track.  His heart was pounding violently against his chest as the enormous man chased after him.  Despite the total blackness, Harvey ran as fast as he could.  He turned round and saw that his gigantic pursuer was gaining on him – his huge legs were covering vast amounts of ground.  Harvey kept on running and through the trees he could see the lights from the road and from the houses.  Eventually he bounded out of the forest on to the reassuring concrete of the well lit road.  He continued to run down the pavement, along side the houses but he was exhausted and his were tired.  He dared o take another look behind him.  The street was empty.  He looked all around but there was nobody to be seen apart from passing cars.  He gradually stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.  He wiped the sweat from his forehead and reached for his backpack.  But he realized it was gone.  But he didn’t care.  He was safe.  He made his way down to his friend’s house. He opened the gate and took a long look down the street then walked up to the front door thinking of the best way to tell his story.