"I went camping with my friends. A stranger joined our group unnoticed" Creepypasta

I was the first to notice an extra person had joined our group I can't did six of us sitting around the campfire but I knew we had left home with five the sixth person had joined us somewhere along our way but where and when exactly I could not be sure all the glowing faces looked familiar like I'd known them for all a lifetime that was why it took us so long to find the man out of place I had to go through the faces one by one I went through my history with them recounting how I met them how I knew them I fed each one into my memories like puzzle pieces first there was mark he was sitting next to Sarah chatting her up as always I met Saren marks six years ago in the tenth grade mark and I played wide receiver together on the school football team Sarah was a cheerleader and Mark always had a thing for her the three of us started hanging out after games marked flirting non-stop and Sarah always hilariously rebuking him after a while then there was Ben we had been best friends since the first grade inseparable ever since we bumped heads playing tag during recess he had his arm around his longtime girlfriend Justine she started at a school when she moved from Chicago in the seventh grade Ben said next door in English and soon she became a part of a group at the time she was quiet and shy when she first arrived but once we got to know her she opened up she was one of the coolest and nicest people you could ever get to meet she had also become close with Sarah in the past few years and then there was the sixth place the piece that did not fit I stared at him and his name escaped me that is if I had ever had it in my memory banks in the first place he looked familiar but I could not place him in my memories but why if I recognized him could I not remember his name why did he sit among us acting as if he belonged he stared at Mark and Sarah as they chatted he left when they left smiled when they smiled I couldn't figure it out the question burned in my head how had he a stranger joined our little group without any of us noticing something amiss yo Porter been pulled me from my thoughts you head up in the clouds or something I was just telling Justine about our 5th grade teacher what was his name again mr. Smith I said oh yeah mr. Smith I was telling Justine how you could rile up that guy like nobody else remember the time you handed in an assignment printed in yellow ink Ben and Justine left here I remember I guess they'll see the steam coming out of his ears they laughed again and I joined in half-heartedly when I glanced the strange man's way he was watching us grinning he was always watching always on the periphery never partaking part of the reason he had flown under the radar I was struck with a sense that he was studying us my skin crawled been drained his beer and through the empty can in the cooler well I gotta take a leak he said and walked into the woods swallowed up by the dark he really known to push people's buttons when he want to huh Justine said I shrugged I was having trouble focusing on the conversation the weight of the situation the reality of it was starting to hit me a strange man had attached himself to our group unnoticed and who the hell knew what his motivations were questions were raced through my mind none I could answer how had no one else noticed yet why did it take me so long to notice was I going insane did I have an EVA and forget this one friend of ours what in the hell was going on here a strange man stood with jerkiness I gotta take a leak he said it was the first time I heard him talk he spoke with an odd Lisp it sounded as if he had to force the words from his throat he walked with an awkward gait and like been disappeared behind the dark fail of the trees no one else flinched Justine kept talking I always loved that long relationship you and Ben have it was so hard moving cities and leaving all my old friends behind I mean I can't complain too much I wouldn't have met Ben and all you guys otherwise Justine don't you see what's going on here huh you're telling me you haven't noticed noticed what Porter what are you talking about who was that guy i gestured to the vacated spot the strange man left behind Oh him he's uh she trailed off she frowned into the fire I could see her mind ticking over and her eyes twinged with concern I knew I wasn't going crazy I don't know she said who is it that's what I'm trying to figure out we stared at each other maybe Justine was cut off an ear piercing screech came from the woods it sounded like a shrill injured cat a large cat the sound split the air and cut our conversations short a blanket of silence fell over the four of us only the crackling campfire persisted the woods were still and quiet the hell was that mark broke the silence I don't know Sarah said I've never quite heard an animal like that before sounded like some messed up mountain line Justine said you ever heard anything like that before reporter I shook my head my fingers tingled with adrenaline Ben was still in the woods and a strange man was out there with him dread filled my gut there's no mountain lions out here Mark said it's probably an elk they can make some creepy sounds Sara agreed Justine bit a lip and scanned the woods it's probably okay I think mugs right I said to her but I wasn't sure I believed it mark and Sarah had started up their conversation again when a strange man bumbled out of the woods they paid him no mind I was hoping something would have triggered in them by now but they were oblivious a strange man took a beer from the cooler he fumbled with it struggling with the tab It was as if he had never opened a can before when he finally had opened it he sat beer in hand and continued to watch Mark and Sarah a thin smile on his face he never did take a sip I watched him from across the campfire his head wavering behind the heat I touched on what made me uneasy about this strange man aside from the fact he had managed to infiltrate our group without any of us noticing for a long time he moved with jerkiness an awkwardness like a newborn animal nothing he did was smooth or well practiced he made everything he did look like an act an imitation I didn't make the connection at the time but I should have seen this man was not quite human but at the moment I wasn't sure what to think I guess I just thought he was a freak I can say that calling him out then and there I wanted to ask him just what the hell he was doing but I'll admit I was scared I'd visions of this guy being some horrific serial killer and I didn't know how dangerous he was or if he was armed I didn't want to push him into doing something drastic that got us all killed as time went by without any sign of Ben I became convinced the strange man had done something to him I watched him plotting planning and marking his next target anger sprouted from my fear and I started to see red I needed to stop him we use the next the chopped firewood for our campfire and it was leaning against my seat this man was dangerous I was sure of it I convinced myself I needed to do something before another one of us was next I clutched at the axes handle this smooth wood felt reassuring in my hand Justine touch my arm hotter where's Ben and getting nervous it's okay I lied patting her hand I'm sure everything is okay I stood with axing hand I'm going to get some more firewood I announced more awkwardly than I hoped uh okay dude Mark said Porter Justine's voice wavered speaking up was mistake HR on the attention of the strange man I walked past him trying to act as nonchalant as possible but I was never a good actor he watched me the whole way he maintained his glare as I reached the perimeter of the woods and as he looked back his head rotated around an unnatural distance that was enough to chill my spine I was hoping he would turn around to look away and give me an opening but he never did I'm not exactly sure what happened next I never saw him stand up or walk over to me I never even saw him move a single muscle but in an instant he was standing in front of me inches away from my face It was as if he teleported metallic smell stung my nose the strange man stunk of blood and copper the axe trembled in my hand any thought of actually using it fled my mind I locked into my place my skin covered in goose bones power radiated off him he spoke to me yet some firewood he said in a forced tone and he smiled wide at that moment ben emerged from the woods been just in crying said as justine squeezed him did you guys have a cat thing we think it was an elk mark said where were you why did it take so long justine asked i guess i wandered off too far and i lost sight of the campfire took me a bit to find my way back for a second i thought i was going to have to freeze my ass off out there alone tonight the relief washed over my body like a wave crashing into my muscles i felt each one relaxed at least ben was safe I looked for the strange man but he was gone he somehow slinked away while I was distracted he was good at going undetected when he wanted to my thoughts turned to getting out of there even though Ben was unharmed that guy was still trouble I started back towards the group and caught the middle of their conversation I don't know actually yeah who was that guy Ben said I thought he was with you guys Sara said yeah isn't he your friend mark added I thought he drove over with you three no Ben said I don't know who he is the panic spread over everyone's faces they were finally feeling what I was feeling the realisation and set in we need to get out of here I said before he comes back yes please Justine said we have to leave now that guy was a freak right Porter yeah I said I explained to them how I noticed he was the odd man out when we were sitting around the fire they explained the odd behavior and they all agreed the guy was strange and possibly dangerous none of us could pinpoint exactly when he had joined the group it's lit in unnoticed and unaccounted for it was uncanny we packed our tents in record time we trekked the 15 minutes tour cars through the dark woods flashlights in hand we heard a screech of the elk again if it was an elk which I have doubts about now and we took some comfort from the fact it sounded farther away even so we picked up our pace with a final stretch of the walk I felt like I could finally relax behind the wheel and lock the doors of my SUV Justine and Ben sat in the back or Mark and Sarah followed behind Mark's beaten-up Ford laser we were heading out of the woods and were planning to shack up in a motel for the night before heading home in the morning I thought we were free and clear we wound away around the dark roads that snaked through woods and as a smile open up on my face when we finally reached the exit road it was an arrow straight stretch of asphalt that split through the last few miles of the woodland I pressed on the accelerator I couldn't wait to get the hell out of there and I think Mark was feeling the same way because he sat close on my rear bumper I remember thinking at least we'll have a strange tale to tell after all this I didn't think it was about to turn into a horror story the trees and the dashed lines in the road blurred past us my headlights reached out for the seemly endless road my speedometer needled its way towards 100 miles an hour I don't know what possessed me to go that fast and I wish Mark didn't follow my lead it was a mistake the man appeared from behind a tree he walked into the middle of my lane I slammed the brakes it was too late the next sequence of events happened so fast it played like a slideshow in my mind the tires screeched and there was a smell of burning rubber the strange man folded over my bonnet and got sent flying down the road he skated across the pavement on his back moving with such speed he looked as if he were gliding on ice more tires screeching mark flew past us in the opposite lane fishtailing he fought it and for a moment I thought he had saved it but the car hooked right and into the trees a sickening sound of crunching metal reverberate it in the air Marc's car slammed into a tree drive aside first sending fragments of glass and metal flying the car bounded off one tree and into another the front passenger side impacted this time the front light exploded and the passenger side cavity caved in sending a wheel bounding into the woods the crumpled heap of a car came to a rest Justine was first out the door crying out Sarah's name Ben went after her and I followed after him everything felt surreal a shock course through my body It was as if I was watching it through a screen I floated over the asphalt as Justine and Ben sprinted towards the steaming wreckage the crash scene dimly lit by my SUVs one remaining headlight there are two screams I will never forget they imprinted themselves on my brain and I'll hear their echoes at night forever if I happen to get Alzheimer's later in life I know the last thing to go will be these screams the first one I heard when I was 13 it came from my mother it flooded the house splashing off the walls I ran out of my room does he irk rumbled at the front door with two police officers standing by they had notified her that her eldest son my brother had died the second came from Justine and she saw what was waitin for us in that ford laser mark was unrecognizable he was a shattered mess of bone skin and blood melded and intertwined with a crumpled steel Sara was blinking slowly her breathing labored her one arm shattered broken in too many places to count her legs crushed at the knees from the front of the car which crumbled back into a leg space her legs would have been flat if I could see them justine turned away and fell to her knees face buried in her hands shoulders heaving Ben tried to comfort her but he had to turn away and throw up off the side of the road I pulled out my phone and struggled to dial nine-one-one with my fingers shaking I kept pressing the wrong numbers my voice was small and distant as I tried to explain what happened to the operator she told me to stay in the line but as I looked down the road I dropped my phone the strange man was standing there his grin reaching from ear to ear showing a grandstand of teeth his shoulders shrugged up and down as if he was laughing in fact that asshole was laughing if I were not in shock I would have gone after him right then and there I would have torn his heart if he had won right from his chest but all I could do was stare matha gape struggling to keep the tears behind my eyes a strange man started for the woods I watched him go and I watched him change I saw it I know I did this was no illusion no trick of the mind this was real I saw him shape-shift I saw its true form we were not dealing with something human that night after countless hours of research I believe I saw what others have called the goat man his horns stuck out unevenly from its head his grinning snout bared rows of sharp teeth and walking upright like a man with an awkward gait it vanished into the shrouded woods it has been 8 months since that night I've only seen my friends a handful of times since then relationships have shattered and are left in ruin all beyond now to each other is a stark reminder of that night Marc is dead Sarah survived but as a triple amputee Justine and Ben broke up and Here I am rugged the scraggly beard and uncut hair after spending every sleepless night researching the monstrosity I saw that night the goetzmann I'm going back to those woods so help me God I'm going back I'm coming for the goatman and I'm not stopping until one of us is dead you

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Published: Thu Aug 15 2019