secrets of the desert

They had been driving down the highway further into the west. They had come out of the Rocky Mountains and were made it across the Utah border. The day was coming to a close as Mary pulled of the highway.

“why don’t we try to find a campground?” Emma said

“ looked at the map next one is 200 miles out, and I don’t know about you but I don’t have that in me.” Mary said looking towards the sunset. Emma sighed

“Fine, but we need to find a quite Spot”

“ thats fine with me.” Mary said smiling

They found an old rest area on the side of the road. One old streetlight bathed the parking lot in an eerie yellow light. Emma gazed out as the final rays of sunlight sunk below the horizon. The pavement was cracked and broken, and it looked like the place had been forgotten as time moved on.

They settled in, just grabbing blanket and leaning their seats back, They wanted to get going early and there wasn’t much room in the back of the jeep to begin with.

Emma was nervous, but she knew it was nothing. She thought about the trip, it had been such a jump, yet it was life changing. This that changed you were scary, she needed to remember that.

Emma awoke near dawn. She felt jolted awake. The edges of the horizon were just beginning to throw light over the desert. She could tell by the clear sky that it was going to be a clear day. She leaned over to get a better look, and felt something heavy on her chest. She looked down to see her Camera on her chest.

The Camera had not been in her lap the night before. She picked up on and flicked it on. She figured she could look at pictures until she Mary awoke. Casually she hit the review button, and looked at the screen. She felt her heartbeat quicken.

“Mary” she said her hands shaking, she looked over. Mary mumbled and rolled over. Emma could feel her heartbeat thudding hard in her chest.

“ Mary!” She shouted,

Mary finally sat up scowling at Emma.

“What?” She mumbled

“Did you lock the doors?” the word tumbled out of Emmas mouth, Mary looked at her confused

“What do you mean?”

“Did you lock the doors last night.”


“Are you sure” she demanded

“ The Doors were locked!” Mary shouted “What is wrong?”

Emma turned the camera around. It took Marys a moment to adjust to the LCD screen.

“your messing with me.”

Emma felt her shaking

“ I am in the photos too Mary.” She flicked back a couple clicks and turned the camera around, she watched as Mary went white.

“ lets get out of here.” Mary said, she looked through her pocket, then in the cupholder confused

“ Emma” She said fearfully “ do you have my keys?”

“No, Mary what is happening?” Emma said fearfully.

There was a bang, and suddenly Mary was gone. Emma finally broke screaming trying to figure out what to do. There was no one hear to help. She went to drive in the backseat, but instead felt herself dragged out into the cold morning.

She screamed, and screamed yet there was no one for miles. Her screaming faced into the distance until there was only silence.

The cops didn’t show until a week later when a passing tourist called the jeep in . The Camera sat perfectly on the passenger seat.

Published by Colleen

My name is Colleen, and I am a writer and photographer from New Hampshire. I love exploring and discovering. I write pieces that focus around the history and landscape of New England, and other things that may come to mind.

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