Board Thread:Season 5 - Switzerland/@comment-4190137-20130526113727

Here were the stories...

Ticino
In a small village in England, there once lived a girl. Pale blonde, crystal blue eyes, nothing about her was particularly special though. She was the daughter of the town mayor and lived with her parents in the richest house atop the hill looking over the village. No one ever truly saw this girl; most didn’t even know her name. All they saw of her were her occasional glances out the window. On one occasion though, a local boy spotted her smiling at him from the window. What truly shocked him however, were the girl’s teeth. They were jagged and sharp as knives. He ran immediately and refused to go anywhere near the house.

Then one day a goat turned up dead, completely torn to shreds. Though this frightened most of the villagers, they concluded that it was most likely a simple animal attack and moved on. However, when another goat was found dismembered in the same way, people began to worry that a serial killer had entered their once peaceful village. They took their concerns to the mayor who denied the existence of any sort of criminal activity in their town. Thus, the town was forced to continue with their daily activities, even as they were gripped in a constant state of fear.

A few weeks later, a woman named Felecia was walking home one night when she heard what sounded like screaming. She quickly turned a corner and came face to face with the mayor’s daughter, completely naked and covered in blood. A corpse of a goat lay at her side. Horrified, Felecia ran all the way home, not stopping to see if the girl was pursuing her. When she finally made it home, she told her husband of the entire incident, and they immediately rushed to the mayor’s home. When they inquired about the whereabouts of his daughter, the mayor simply responded by saying that she was in bed and had stayed there all night. When they pressed him further, the mayor simply turned them away, exclaiming how his family’s activities were none of their concern.

The next night, Felecia told her husband that she was going to go take a walk around the village. He kissed her goodbye and sent her on her way, unaware that this was the last he’d ever see of his beloved wife. She never came home, as if she had vanished into thin air. The town searched and searched, but no trace of Felecia was ever found. However, in the days following Felecia’s disappearance, numerous villagers claimed to see the mayor’s daughters blood smeared face smiling out the window. Some even claimed to smell rotting flesh near the mayor’s home. This was also the last anyone ever saw of the girl either. Following the manhunt for Felecia, the mayor’s family packed up and moved out of town without a word, not giving anyone a goodbye or where they were headed.

Immediately after the families’ leave, all the butchered animals stopped appearing, and life returned to normal in the village. However, at night, more than one villager has claimed to see a nude female screaming and attacking animals in the mountains near the town.

Glarus
The story you are about to read is not happy. It doesn’t have a happy beginning or ending. It is the story of a young man and his young sister fighting to stay alive in an (almost) abandoned metropolis after the world as we know it has come to an end. Only a few thousand denizens of the planet known as Earth are still living after the end. What is “the end” you may ask. Well for your own sake I believe it best to leave you in the dark on that. Moving along, our adventure begins and ends in a small two story house..

He rushed back into his “home”, a run down house that managed to stay intact despite the chaos that had surely happened around it. The young man of approximately 20 years or so old, started to gather whatever he could find from his ramshackle abode and throw it into his duffle bag. Just as he picked up a can of beans to shove in the bag he heard footsteps coming from the stairwell. He spun around ready for the worst but was pleasantly surprised to not find a gun pointed at his forehead but instead his young sister who was carrying around her favorite stuffed animal, a worn out old teddy bear that their parents had gifted to her for her sixth birthday.

His relief was soon replaced with the same panic that he had prior as he continued to stuff supplies into his bag.

“What are you doing?” he heard his sister speak, which was odd, ever since their parents had been decapitated right in front of them she rarely ever spoke and when she did it was usually only a yes or no. Not that he could blame her.

“We’re leaving,” he responded rather crassly, “It’s not safe here. We have to leave.”

He didn’t have to look to know his sister was pouting and about to start a long rant on why they don’t have to go. “Why do we always have to leave like this?” She said to him, “Every time we find someplace like this and you say ‘we can finally start over’ well I don’t want to have to start over again!”

Her anger had shocked him into turning around to look at her. Not the fact that she was angry had shocked him but how forceful she had said what she did was foreign to him. She had never raised her voice like that and he could see that it would take some convincing to get her to pack up and move on again.

Just then however a loud thud came from the entryway. It was them, the people he had seen before running home. When he first saw them he had froze in place. The only other human he had seen for the longest time was his sister who he knew was back at the house. As the group started to approach him he noticed the malicious looks on their faces. After being frozen there for a good ten seconds he ran, well more like bolted, back in the direction he came. He knew that they were following him as he could hear the screams and shouts of several men, all of whom were likely bigger and stronger than himself. He just kept running, not stopping even once to catch his breath for he knew that that breath would likely be his last.

Snapping back into reality he saw his younger sibling lying on the wooden floor in fear and squeezing her teddy bear so hard he thought it’s head would burst. He grabbed his bag and ran over to his sister to pick her up. He heard another loud thud coming from the front of the house. He looked back down at his sister who was now just standing there petrified.

“Come on we have to go!” he barked loud enough to bring her back to her senses. She looked up at him with frightened eyes as he pushed her up the stairs and into the room they had been sleeping in. He opened up the window and looked down at the ground, at least thirty feet down with nothing to break the fall. He looked around the room as he heard another loud thud from downstairs. It wouldn’t be long before they were inside. It was then that he remembered about a rope he had downstairs.

“I’ll be right back okay” he said to his frightened sister whose only response was a small nod. He rushed back down the stairs and into the empty living space where he had put the rope. Sprinting as fast as he could over to it he picked it up and made for the stairs. But right as he got to the first step he heard a loud crash from behind him and before he knew it he was on the floor with blood seeping out of two bullet wounds in his abdomen.

He couldn’t see much, everything seemed to be turning red as he heard screams from upstairs and soon after three more shots came. But they weren’t at him, he knew his sister was likely dead and that he would soon follow. He just hoped that he could die soon so he wouldn’t have to think about how he had failed to keep her safe like he promised himself he would.

Opening his eyes for a few seconds he saw a huge man with an equally large hammer looking right down on top of him. He simply closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable. The last thing he ever heard was the sound of a large object swinging down at his head.

An anonymous judge read and assessed each story based on the criteria...

Ticino
Creativity : 5/5 Spelling/Punctuation/Grammar: 4/5 Gruesome features: 10/10 Detail: 7/10 Plot: 18/20

TOTAL: 44/50

Glarus
Creativity : 3/5 Spelling/Punctuation/Grammar: 2/5 Gruesome features: 8/10 Detail: 5/10 Plot: 13/20

TOTAL: 33/50

Ticino wins reward!

You get to choose which of your own members sits out of the immunity challenge as well as which Glarus member gets sent to Exile Mountain! 