Supernatural Activities in Death Valley National Park

Since vacations were finally starting, my gang and I decided to go to a forest camp in the dense forest of the Death Valley National Park instead of a club this time. At first, I thought it was a bad idea, but then, we live life only once. That shit struck me at that moment, and after a while, when I reconsidered my decision, my friends did not allow me to back off. I had no choice but to go.

So we got on the bus led by a camping instructor. We were on a camping trip with other unknown groups. The forest was dark even in daylight. The drive was all fun and games until our bus suddenly jerked to a halt. The sudden jolt got us all worried. But we later realized that our bus had got punctured. So we had to walk our way to the campsite. We were more than halfway through our bus journey.

Eventually, after a long, arduous walk, we reached the campsite. We unpacked our bags, only to find that we were out of water for the rest of the outing. It is not that we had not packed enough water, but we had consumed most of it on our way to the site. So we asked one of our instructors to guide us to the nearby lake so that we could refill enough water for the rest of the day. When we asked the camp guide about the directions to the lake, he got scared and stood still, as if asked to let out a secret.

And yes, it was a secret, a big scary secret. We gathered around the instructor as he told us about the urban legend of a black shadow. It was a shadow that ate people without leaving any sign or trace of that human. Some of us believed in this - one of them was me, while most of my friends gave it a laugh. Even after the guide warned us to not leave the site, a couple of guys from the group went in search of water. I made my friends stay back as I didn’t want anything to happen to us.

A couple of hours passed, but the guys didn’t come back. Everyone was scared. The teeny weeny sunlight that reached the ground had also gone now. The wind was flowing heavily, so we couldn’t even light fire. The visibility was low. And it was a scary place. All we had were torches. Since the guys hadn’t returned from the water search, the guides went to search for them. My friends insisted on going along to assist the guide, but I held them back. Yes, I cared for my friend, but it was because I knew my friends well. They were going to add to the troubles of the instructors instead of being of use.

After about half an hour it was only us waiting at the campsite. Every other person had gone in search of the guys and the guide that went missing. And for some or other reason, no one was coming back. Now that was a red flag. A big red flag.

It was time for us to go. I made my friends promise me that we would take cautious steps. So we all did. Hiding behind stones and trees, whenever we heard any sound or felt that something was weird, we kept making our way back. Walking into the forest, we found a cave. It was darker than the campsite. There was a big tree in front of it, so we went slowly and hid behind that tree. We were hearing some sounds coming from it. And that is why we hid behind the tree such that we could see inside the cave.

And to our surprise, they were there, our campmates, lying down in the cave. We observed what was going on there, but no sign. My friend Agatha took a step ahead. As soon as she stepped in front, the sound of the leaves upreared something huge in the cave. We all saw it - a huge black shadow. We pulled Agatha down. The black shadow roared while rising high up. At that instant, I couldn’t think of anything else but how my friends and I could be safe. But the image of that black shadow growing right in front of me didn’t allow me to muster up any courage to go to the campsite. The shadow guarded that cave which made it difficult for us to move.

Until then, Agatha quickly decided to throw a stone in the opposite direction so that the shadow diverts. And it worked. As the shadow moved in the opposite direction, we ran. We bolted, and we ran as fast as we could. I tripped down a couple stones and bled my knee. So we decided to pull a night at the campsite, zipped tight inside our sleeping bags.

The next morning, I woke up to my surprise that everyone, literally everyone who was lying there inside the cave, was back at the campsite. I woke my friends up, and we all were in awe. We asked the camp instructor what happened last night. He giggled and said, we were here dancing and playing games around the fire.

He wasn’t making it up. There were no signs of struggle in his outfit, no dust patches on anyone’s clothes. They were all there as if nothing ever happened. So was it all a dream? Or are we somehow trapped in an illusion? Now that I think about it, it has been a couple of days. We are yet to make it back home - I am not complaining. The campsite is fun - it feels like home. And new people are joining our camp every night.

Location: Death Valley, CA, USA

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