Terrifying Stories from the Smoky Mountains They Don’t Want You to Hear…
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What happens during the camping trip in the Smoky Mountains?
How much farther is it? Neil whined. I had to admit, I was getting a bit tired myself. When we first decided to go on a camping trip in the Great Smokies, I wasn't expecting it would be this far. According to the map, we're almost there, Gene said. You mean the map that covers the entire state, Sharon said. Almost there could be a hundred miles. Gene whipped around on her. Do you think I'm that stupid? Of course it's not a map of the whole state. I picked it up at the ranger station. It only covers the Tennessee section of the Great Smokies. He turned back and began trudging. "'Well, pardon me, oh great mapmaster,' Sharon said under her breath. Jean paused for a moment, then kept going. I knew he had heard her and wanted to chew her out, but with all that had happened—' My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of struggling behind me. Turning, I found Mike wrestling with his backpack. It had gotten caught in between two small trees and had him stuck fast. "'Hold on there, bud,' I said, trying to get down to him without getting my pack caught."
grabbing trees as i went i worked my way down and got his pack unstuck thanks man he said sweat pouring off him as if this trip wasn't tough enough i hear you i said you need to take a break for a minute yeah he said dropping to the ground I chuckled, seeing the smallest of the group panting like a dog in the middle of summer. Hold on here, I'll be right back. I struggled my way back up the hill only to find the rest of the group hadn't stopped when I did. I couldn't even see them. I ran for a little bit on what I thought was the trail, but didn't see any sign. Finally, in frustration, I stopped and let out a yell. Jean, Sharon, Neil, where are you?" I heard the words echo back to me, but that was it.
There was no answering call, no sound of brush being pushed aside as they came back to me. There was nothing. Even the animals didn't seem to be very talkative. It was quieter than it had been the entire trip. Part of that was surely the lack of Neil whining and Sharon and Gene being at each other's throats. I wish those two would just give up and go get a room.
Why does the group get lost in the forest?
Everybody knew they'd had it for each other bad. But they didn't seem to get it. Or maybe they did. And this is their idea of foreplay. Either way, I was a city boy lost in the middle of the forest. Gene had the map, and I had never been taught anything about direction or survival. I just came on this trip to hang out with my friends. A motel room in Gatlinburg, five friends catching some shows, shopping in Pigeon Forge, that was what I was here for. It was Gene's brilliant idea to go on this stupid camping trip. Even though he said he got the map at the ranger station, I knew he didn't listen to anything they said about which trail to go on. Gene was always the leader. He would have shooed them off and said he knew exactly where to go, even if he had no idea. Maybe I'm starting to see why Sharon hasn't hooked up with him yet. Maybe she's trying to knock him down a peg or two before he's ready to be civil. It had been five minutes since I had stopped and yelled, "'Jean! Sharon! Neil!' I called again, louder this time."
The only thing that got me was a louder echo coming back to me. I looked back at where I'd come from, only I wasn't sure of the exact direction. Gene had led us off the trail a while back, and I wasn't positive where I had left Mike. The dense canopy of trees left a little of the sun peeking through, still high in the sky. At least I'd have daylight for a while. Turning back the way I thought I'd come, I started back toward Mike. At least if we were together, there'd be two of us to find instead of having to search for another. It was a long walk. It seemed like I got to where I was a lot faster than I got back. I suppose trying to catch up with the people who know where they're going will get your feet moving faster.
It wasn't long until I realized I'd been walking too far. I had somehow missed where Mike was. Mike, where are you? I called, once again hearing the echo and nothing else. Looking around, I was sure this was where I'd left him. The trees all looked familiar. But then again, I didn't know how many millions of trees there were in the Smoky Mountains.
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Chapters
8 chapters
1
What happens during the camping trip in the Smoky Mountains?
0:20–2:29
2
Why does the group get lost in the forest?
2:29–10:49
3
What terrifying creature does the narrator encounter?
10:49–47:41
4
How do the friends get captured by the creature?
47:41–51:19
5
What is the fate of the friends in the cave?
51:19–1:02:47
6
How do the narrator and Sharon escape the creatures?
1:02:47–1:06:05
7
What warnings are there about the Smoky Mountains?
1:06:05–1:07:55
8
What lessons are learned from this terrifying experience?
1:07:55–1:09:35
Speakers
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