The Burning...

POWRÓT

CAMPFIRE STORY

There was a camp not far from here, just across the lake. It was called
Camp Blackfoot, no one goes there anymore. Everything burned down. This
camp had a caretaker, his name was Cropsy. And this Cropsy was a sadist,
and he got real pleasure out of hurting people, scaring them. He had these
garden shears, the kind with long, thin blades. He carried them all the
time, wherever he went. And he had this kind of demonic way of looking at
you.

One time, Cropsy really went after this kid from Brooklyn, followed him
around night and day, made this kid's life a living hell. But this time he
chose the wrong guy. Because the kid and some of his buddies had planned a
little prank.

The only problem was the gag went wrong. The next thing anyone knows,
Cropsy is trapped alive and burning in his bunk! They try to get him out
but the fire was so fierce they can't reach him. All they can do is stand
outside and listen to him cry out in agony. They say he smashed his way
though the bunk room door, just a mass of flames, and as he burned alive he
cried out: "I will return!! I will have my revenge!". (They) never found his
body... he survived. He lives on whatever he can catch! He eats them raw,
..... alive.. no longer human.. right now, he's out there, watching....
waiting...

Don't look! He'll see you! Don't move!
Don't breathe..... turn dead!!! (burn dead?)

POWRÓT