idea what time I discovered this cabin in the midst of all the craziness. There it was again, the creaking of the floorboards. Was someone in here? Then it all clicked into place: of course someone lived here. Who else would keep the fridge stocked or have clothes hanging to dry? It didn’t hang itself.
I was wide awake now and pulled the pelt higher over my body up to my neck, hugging it to me with clenched fists. My eyes were straining against the dark, trying to make out shapes to determine if the person was already in the room with me. There were certainly no breathing noises in the room, that’s for sure. Hugging my knees to my chest as I sat up, horror struck me as the memory flooded back of me stripping naked before crawling into bed. I had no idea where I’d flung the clothes and the lantern was off; I could only feel around with my hands to try to determine where my clothes had gone and tried my hardest to do it from the comfort of the uncomfortable cot. It felt as if things would get a lot realer if I were to walk around the room naked. Especially if, god forbid, the resident of this cabin entered the room to find me like that. Who knew what they’d do. Whoever lived here certainly wasn’t normal, considering the location of their residence and the scarcity of belongings.
Yes! Perfect! My hands finally grasped the denim fabric of my skirt right next to my tote bag, which was full of my sister’s untattered tops. As I began pulling it towards me, the door swung open with a slam, causing me to hurl my back into bed and drop my belongings at once. “Fuck,” I swore aloud.
Looking up, the person’s body loomed in the doorway, burly and foreboding. Light shone behind the man from the living room, allowing me to appreciate his silhouette. He flicked his hand up, light filling the room as all of the lightbulbs lit within the room. It pierced through my vision and blinded me. “What the hell? There’s electricity here?” was my initial response of shock. There I was, having gone through all that trouble with the lanterns!
“What’re you doing in here?” he asked angrily, his dark brows furrowing as he studied my surprised face. It took me a moment to respond as I paused to take in his features. He was dressed in a red plaid shirt, folded up over his forearms to expose his muscular triceps, and faded denim jeans. His thick, dark hair was windswept to the side and, together with his facial hair, complemented his dark brown eyes perfectly with contrast to his light skin. In the light, he almost looked angelic; his head and body positioned in such a manner that made him exude stoicism.
Finally lifting my eyes to meet his, I responded apologetically, “I didn’t realize anyone lived here. These woods can be awfully confusing and I couldn’t find my way back to the road while it was dark and stumbled upon your home.” I almost added that I could leave if he wanted me to, but didn’t under fear that he’d take me up on the offer—I couldn’t afford to go back into the wild right now in the middle of the night.
His features softened with the realization that I must have been lost and scared, and it made him look much younger than I’d initially thought. The skin on his face was smooth and glowing, the only creases on his face being those that crinkled at the corner of his eyes from laughter. The man nodded and gruffly said, “I can take you to town in the morning. Rest here; I’ll sleep in the living room.”
Surprised at his chivalry, I smiled at him in awe before quickly realizing that he could be my source of information to find my sister. “Wait,” I said as he turned to leave. “The only reason I was in the woods to begin with was to find my sister, Mary. She’s… she’s gone missing. I saw her camp a ways back. It was completely trashed. There’s no sign of her and especially no sign of her boyfriend as I couldn’t even find any of his stuff. Have you possibly seen them?”
He just