The Lake

The lake rested way up in the mountains. What made it a perfect spot was the fact it was out in the middle of nowhere and there was never anybody around. On top of those two pluses was one minus. The road that took you to the lake was a complete nightmare. It hade never been paved, it was riveted with cavernous holes. Sometimes a stream would actually be flowing down the road after a rainstorm. Huge rocks jutted out from nowhere, making a driver fearful for the oil pan on their vehicle.

Sara and Anne sat silently in the back of the jeep, hoping their trek up the side of the mountain to the lake didn’t leave them with any major damage. Jarryed skillfully maneuvered the jeep around the rocks and holes. Dennis sat in the front passenger seat quietly nursing his beer.

Along the side of the "road" were trees for miles. It was a beautiful midsummer day. Perfect for a good swim, and the girls were getting anxious to get there. They didn’t want to rush Jarryd though, for fear of messing anything up on the jeep. It was his baby.

"Are we almost there yet?" questioned Sara, clearly getting tired of being cramped in the back.

"Soon," answered Dennis as he finished his beer and threw it out the window.

"Litterbug," Anne teased.

The ride was getting bumpier and starting to bounce everyone around in their seats.

"Good thing I’m not drinking from the bottle. I’d chip a tooth," Anne said to Sara, raising her eyebrows, indicating that she was ready for a drink.

"I know I’m ready for a cold one. Are we there yet?" she asked yet again, purposely trying to get on the guys nerves. It was her hobby.

This time the guys ignored her and started on their own conversation. Something about four wheeling. It was a never-ending conversation with those two. Anne looked at Sara and rolled her eyes. She was so ready for the ride to be over. She was beginning to think that it would never end and then the jeep crested the hill.

Before them was the beautiful, pristine lake. What really surprised them was that someone was there besides just them. Not something Sara and Anne had planned on.

"What the hell?" Anne quipped.

"It’s not like we own the lake and can keep other people from coming up here," Dennis said as he got out of the jeep.

"Too bad. I hate being around other people," Jarryd replied joining Dennis outside the jeep.

The girls quickly got out as well and started over towards the lake, ready for a swim.

"Hello there girls," came an unfamiliar voice.

Anne and Sara both turned around only to be greeted by what appeared to be the oldest man alive.

"Hello there," Anne replied, kind of feeling bad for the old timer. Why would he be all the way out here in this heat by himself?

"What brings you out here?" Sara asked, clearly on the same wavelength as Anne.

"Oh, just checking to make sure there aren’t anymore leftovers from the victims. You kids be careful. There are some strange things here. I should probably come back tomorrow to make sure you kids aren’t its next victims. Take care."

Before anyone could ask him what the hell he was talking about he hopped in his vehicle and started off down the "road".