Author: Bee ( Lettuceb17 )

Tags: #contestsubmission #idk

Description:

"wow look contest sub very cool very fun (please read it I sacrificed my sleep /nf)"

Link to OG: https://www.wattpad.com/story/385831034?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=Ilovereadingwriting9

My comments at the end.

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AN:

This is for @Ilovereadingwriting9 's writing contest!

May have taken the prompt very literally, whoops lol

Either way, I had a lot of fun writing this, writers block has been banished for now yippee

Hope y'all like it <3 (please read the AN at the end its very handy)

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"Dude, I'm not fucking kidding. I really saw it!"

"And if I watch the video again I'm not going to find any six fingered hands?" That was a joke. Mostly. "You know these sort of things fall apart as soon as you look closer. Just give up already."

"Canada, I swear to god-" America griped, at her wits end.

"Look, for all I know this could be some elaborate prank with your friends. You aren't getting me this time.

"OH MY FU-" She slammed her hands down on the table, making her brother drop the phone and causing the two to scramble after it.

"Shit- is it broken??"

"I don't think so, looks fine. Sorry about dropping it."

"No, that's my bad. I'm glad I finally got a screen protector."

"Yeah after like... the fifth phone you've managed to break."

"Shut up," She flicked Canada on the forehead "Anyway, watch it again if you want to 'double check' or whatever. I didn't edit shit by the way."

With yet another disbelieving look, he pressed play for maybe the third time since Ame had come back from that camping trip where she and her friends had supposedly found some sort of demon. Absolute bullshit if you asked Canada, but his sister was persistant.

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

It started, as it had the previous times with the northern lights. Ame was speaking off camera.

"Okay so the fire was getting low and I was getting more wood but just look at that! I just wish I had a better camera. Even though nothing can really capture how amazing it is, it still would be nice to be able to get a clear shot."

The phone is set down against something, facing the dark forest, the outlines of the trees hardly visible. There was faint laughter and talking in the distance that was mostly drowned out by the secretive whispers of the leaves as they shifted in the wind and the dissonant symphonies of the crickets.

Eventually, the quiet moment was interrupted by America grabbing her phone again and speaking in a much quieter voice than before.

"I was planning to stay here for longer but... It's sort of creepy now; the darkness, I mean. And I'm cold." A pause, then "I'll keep recording. It's dark out right now but if I get lost maybe I can retrace my steps with the recording. Something like that."

A few minutes passed, the sound of the leaves and the wind and the song of the forest at the witching hour all weaving together into a sort of white noise. Then America spoke:

"You know, I'm really only doing this because I'm scared to be alone. I'm already not really... sure of where the campsite is. And it's dark," It took a trained ear to notice the fear in her voice, but it was still there. "I just want to be back at the fire. Not here in the middle of the bush by some sort of ravine. Never knew that was here..."

Her voice faded out and another few minutes passed with nothing out of the ordinary.

And then she tripped. And fell, letting go of the phone which tumbled down

and down

and down

and down

Until it finally came to a stop, facing the inky black silhouttes of the trees standing faintly against the sky.

It was picked up again, by a now scratched up and messy America. Well, she looked like that at least, it was dark.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," She hissed, a faint waver in her voice "I-I think I twisted my ankle or some shit. Now I'm alone and hurt and lost and it's cold and dark and fuck! Wh-why's it have to be so scary, I hate this."

A quiet sob seemed to ring out, the forest eerily silent as the lost woman finally accepted that she was hurt and scared and didn't know what to do, let herself be anything but courageous and strong.

And then another. And another. Having completely broken down, it wasn't long until Ame was crying her eyes out. The world seemed oh so dark, pressing in and swallowing anything it could as it is a unsatiable beast.

But as it always will, light came. A soft glow came from the side, interupting America who seemed confused, wary even. The camera was lifted and pointed towards the mysterious source.

"H-hello? Who's there?" Quieter, she whispered, "With my luck, some sort of axe murderer. Hopefully one of my friends though.."

But they were neither. A tall figure, cloaked in a fabric that gleamed with a thousand stars and constellations and in between two long spiralling horns floated a glowing *armillary sphere. Around them swirled various golden- but older navigation tools such as **cosmolobes, octants and compasses. And whoever this person, entity, thing was offered a copper hand out to America

It was beautiful and strange and mysterious and she didn't know if she should trust it. But they saw she was scared and alone and was offering to help her up. So she took their hand.

"Thank you," Ame whispered, albeit a bit hoarsely. "Can you lead me back to the path?"

They nodded before pointing to the phone and shaking their head disapprovingly.

"Do you want me to stop recording? I... why?" She sounded confused. The stranger just shook its head again and reached out to the camera.

And the video ended.

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

Canada sighed.

"I give up, you win." He was honestly just tired of watching it. It sort of scared him, the possibility of something like that existing. Better to quit while he was ahead.

But he knew that he would be thinking about his normally confident and bold sister scared to the point of tears and the strange creature surrounded by stars and a golden glow late into the night.

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Word count: 1137

Yippee wahoo I wrote somrthing!!!!!! even if i dont go well in the competition thiis was fun to write and very good practice

TO CLEAR THINGS UP

this is an armillary sphere (NOT AN ASTROLOBE THAT IS DIFFERENT)

(CAC: I couldn't get the photos in, go to the og story if you need them)

and these are cosmolabe and an octant, respectively

so all very cool funky things

Thank you for readingg <333 have a lovely day and look after youselves

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Notes from me:

jawhoqfwgkawgfiygwhciqw

It's so good! I like how you interpreted the theme in a more literal way, and I love the slight horror vibe.

Nice job!