He Knows You is a story written by a member of this website who goes by the name MegIz. It’s about a group of teenagers who go on a camping trip that ends in a horrific bloodbath.
Callie Winters was walking home with Xavier DeLoe. They happily talked about their plans for later that night. They were going to go camping with two of their friends, Samantha Ava and Derrick LaZo.
“Sweet!” Callie exclaimed, clapping her hands. “Lets make s’mores and tell Scary stories. It’ll be epic!”
She gave Xavier a peck on the cheek. His cheeks were very red.
“This is my stop,” Xavier said and they hugged.
“See you at the campfire!” said Callie as she watched Xavier walk into his luxurious home.
Suddenly, she got the strangest feeling that there was something behind her. She turned around but there was nothing there.
Later that night, Callie, Xavier, Samantha and Derrick drove out to the local camping grounds in the forest.
“Woo! Let’s get this party started!” Samantha yelled.
They ran into the woods with the camping equipment and set it down on the ground. Working together, they put up the tent, unrolled the sleeping bags and started a campfire.
“Derrick, can we go for a romantic moonlit stroll?” Sam asked.
She supressed a giggle and held out her hand. Derrick took it and smiled at his girlfriend. Then, hand in hand, they walked into the trees. After ten minutes, their stroll began to get boring.
“I need to do my business,” said Derrick
Samantha nodded and turned around. Derrick went deeper into the forest and found a tree. He unzipped his pants and took a pee. When he was done, he zipped up his flies. When he turned around, he was shocked to see Samantha standing there in front of him.
“Why were you watching me?” he asked.
Samantha didn’t reply. Derrick smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Closing his eyes, he kissed her on the lips. Suddenly, her lower half fell to the ground. Blood gushed out of her waist, exposing her guts. Derrick was left holding the severed torso of his girlfriend. He screamed in horror. Then he heard evil laughter echoing around the forest. He started running, tears bluring his eyes. He wiped them away and bumped into something.
He looked up and saw a man standing there, holding a big machete. Derrick barely had time to scream. The man brought his razor sharp machete crashing down on Derrick’s right arm, cutting it off. Then, he sliced off his left arm. He cut off Derrick’s legs also. Blood was flying left and right. There was so much blood that it stained his clothes red. Derrick was close to bleeding to death.
“Bye bye!” said the killer as he brought his machete down on Derrick’s neck, cutting off his head. Then, the killer picked up the decapitated head and smiled when he saw the look of terror on Derrick’s lifeless face.
The next morning, Callie and Xavier woke up at the same time. They both had a strange feeling that something horrible had happened to their friends. Trying to put it out of their minds, they told eachother that, after having a night of fun, Derrick and Samantha must have just fallen asleep somewhere else.
Callie yawned. Xavier wrapped his arms around her and whispered, “I love you.”
Callie pushed him away. “Stop,” she moaned. “I can’t help worrying about Derrick and Samantha. I’m going to go look for them. Are you coming with me?”
“Nah,” replied Xavier, shaking his head. “I have crazy hair this morning. Just because we’re out in the wilderness, doesn’t mean I can’t look hot, ya know.”
“Alright then. Goodbye.”, said Callie, kissing Xavier on the cheek.
After searching an hour, Callie stumbled across the dead body of her friend Samantha. She screamed when she realized that the poor girl had been sliced right across the middle. Her corpse was soaked in blood and her face was frozen in a look of terror. Guts were strewn all over the place. Callie felt sick and threw up all over Samantha’s remains.
Slowly backing away, she stepped on something squishy. She looked down and saw that it was an eyeball. Then, she noticed Derrick’s decapitated head, lying in the tall grass. His face was twisted in a horrific grimace.
Frightened, Callie began to run. Tears blurred her vision. Suddenly, she bumped into something. When she looked up, she was relieved to see it was Xavier. She hugged him tightly and began crying on his shoulder.
Just then, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. Looking down, Callie saw a long machete sticking through her belly. She staggered backwards and tripped over a log. An evil grin spread across Xavier’s face.
“He knows you,” he said, laughing. “He knew Samantha and Derrick. He knows you.”
“What do you mean?” Callie yelled. Blood was pumping out of her deep wound. She knew this was the end.
“He knows you,” Xavier replied. “He is referred to me. I knew you, Samantha and Derrick. You didn’t know? Samantha and Derrick knew I was an escaped convict. They dealt with it because they liked me.” He paused. “He knows you. When he knows you, you die. So, bye-bye, Callie.” Xavier said, pushing the machete in deeper. It went through her stomach.
That afternoon, there was a newsflash on the TV.
“Three bodies have been found at Lincoln National Forest,” the reporter announced. “The bodies were identified as Callie Winters, Samantha Ava and Derrick LaZo. They all died gruesome deaths. One was disemboweled with a machete, one was sliced in half and one was decapitated. Police are saying there were no survivors… Wait, I’m getting an update. Police are saying Callie Winters actually survived. She’s bleeding badly and her organs are shutting down, but she’s still alive. Police have requested a helicopter to evacuate her and transport her to the nearest hospital.”
Xavier put his fist through the TV. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Now, he needed to go and finish the job.
Callie lay in her hospital bed. After hours of surgery, she felt like she was going to make it. Her parents came to visit her and stood by her hospital bed, crying.
Suddenly, a dark figure walked into the room. It was Xavier.
“Hi Xavier, how nice to see you,” said Callie’s mom.
When she stood up to greet him, Xavier took out his machete and closed the door.
“He knows you,” he said. Then he cut her throat, leaving her head hanging on by a thin piece of skin.
Callie’s dad got to his feet and yelled for help.
“They can’t hear you,” said Xavier. “They’re dead. All dead.”
Then, with a smile, he swung his machete and sliced off Callie’s dad’s face.
“Why?” Callie screamed as she scrambled out of bed. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“You have ten seconds to run,” Xavier said. He started to count on his fingers. 1… 2… 3… 4…
Callie rushed by him and darted out the door.
“Ten!” said Xavier as he ran after her. He caught up with her in the hallway. Callie tripped and fell to the ground. Xavier pounced on her. He drove the machete into her stomach and she felt the same sharp pain in her guts.
“Why?” she pleaded.
“Because he knows you,” Xavier replied as pushed the machete deeper in up to the handle.
A faint gurgle escaped from Callie’s lips and she finally breathed her last. Xavier returned to Callie’s room. He plucked out Callie’s parents’ eyes and ate them. Then he sighed in delight and left the blood-soaked hospital.
That night, there was another newsflash on the TV.
“Callie Winters, her parents and the entire hospital staff at Mountain View hospital in Las Cruses have been murdered in the biggest bloodbath this state has ever seen. Police have only one clue. They found a note stuffed down Callie’s father’s throat. It read: “He knows you.”
(Hi, I’m MegIz. Sorry if my story is too long, but I would love it if you would read my story and share your opinion.)