Henriot5's Short Stories

Okay. First off. Credit to MPW, this is inspired from his short stories found here. Second off, these stories are fake and not true. Third off, there will be weekly updates! Enjoy!
== Story #1: The Cult Cabin ==
When I was 19 I was friend's with this boy. He wasn't weird, nor awkward. But he was misleading. You see we knew each other for a couple years now and we were dating. I loved music but he loved parties. Ever since he learned how to drive he would go to these parties. I didn't know what he was doing, or if he was cheating. But I knew one thing. A very strange thing it was. The parties he always headed to were held in a cabin. Around a 2 hour drive from our apartment building, and I was always worried he would get drunk. But alas, he always made it back safely to my joy. 
Lets get to the story. This happened several months before my birthday on June 23. The year was 1997 and he drove a Honda Accord while I was with an old Toyota Camry. I had no problem with it though, it was just surprising, that on the way to his party his car broke down. I didn't know how, but I knew what he was going to say next.
"Could you pick me up, say two?"
"Two!?"
"Yeah, thanks babe."
He hung up an awful feeling overcame me. Something wasn't right. His car was broken, yet he was still going. But, I proceeded to follow his request and waited until 2 AM came around. Usually I would already be in bed, but not this time. As I drove out of the city and into the woods. My eyes became droopy and a wave of tiredness overcame me. A slight mist had began to grow. I let out a groan as I looked through the fog and try to spot the cabin. But I came across my boy friends red Honda stuck in the brush. It was awkward that they hadn't removed it yet.
I turned my head back to the road only to see a figure in front. I screamed and stopped lurching forward. I opened the car door and got out. The air was cool and cold. Then I saw something that made my blood run cold. It was a cloak. A simple cloak made of thin fabric, very similar to the one of Obi-Wans in the original Star Wars movie. I picked it up and examined it, but it was only that. Then I felt a hand touch my back. I shrieked as I turned around.
Behind me, stood an old man. 50 years at the least. He was in the same clothing as the cloak, except blue and pink lines were also woven in. He wore a Robin Hood like hat, and was in black boots. His chest was exposed and was only covered by a necklace in the shape of a cross with a ruby in it, and blood. In fact, he was covered in blood. While I examined it he was chanting some sort of talk in a language I had never heard of. The crystal began to glow and his eyes rolled up. The milky back of his eyes showed. I screamed and got into the car. I got out of there as quick as possible and realized that the cabin wasn't too far off, but out of it came out around 20, in which one of them was my boy friend. They stood behind the old man, waved, and smiled.
After I had returned to the city I called the police and told them the exact locations of the cabin. I found out that it was a group of cultists and fugitives. I had told them that my boy friend had been captured by them and they asked his name. I had told them it and what they said next made my blood run cold. His name was a cover up name. He wasn't 20, he was much older. And I had found out that he was a serial killer who has been responsible for many deaths. I couldn't believe it. The man I've been dating for over a year now was a psychopath. 
He was captured and sentenced to prison for eternity. While the old man, known as The Cultist. Was the operator of the group. He was the mastermind behind hundreds of murders and his next target was me. Luckily he was sentenced to death. The rest of his group were put behind bars. 
It's 23 years later. I am fine and am 43 years old. I live with a great husband and 4 kids. But now that I look at the old news photos I noticed that The Cultist looks a lot like my husband...
== Story #2: ==
Coming on 16 May, 2020
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