"We have had fun on this trip and I would like to think that you kids learned a thing or two. Now this is our last day and night so how about we make a bonfire and stay up all night watching the stars while eating the game we have caught and all the fish we can catch?"

"In the morning we will cross the lake and at about 4:45 the cars will be there to pick us up. That will give us plenty of time to do what ever we wish on the way."

"Sounds like fun to me, what do you say? Well it will take some doing to get done but we have all day to gather enough firewood. Lets get started."

"Now that is a good fire going right there. How about some storys for the trip. I went first last time so how about the youngest of us goes first this time."

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

"I have to admit that your storys have been scary but I think I can top you yet!"

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I have told you of fires and how they burn right? Well when they rage out of control the consume all in there path. They are hungry beast that will destroy everything they touch. When they come for you they leave only 2 options. RUN or ROAST!

In places of great death from the flames sprits can linger. Those filled with hatred that burns long after even their memory is gone from this world. Now they say that up north there is a building where they used to lock the women in during their shift. To stop them from cutting out early you understand?

Well when the fire started they had no way of getting out. That building turned into a Great Big Old Oven. They rosted till the last one died.

This left their resentment and hatred in the town and to this day they kill anyone who would lock all the doors in flames. Burning them to death. That is why they always leave an exit for themselves even in their own homes.

Its that or roast alive!