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Well me and some friends had set it up so we could inflict some ëBlair Witchí tomfoolery, no weird hanging weird shaped crosses from trees or dodgy camera work, no, no, no, more like sneaking around scaring the beejeezers out of our friends.
At roughly 9:00 last night me and three friends met up outside my house at departed for the nearby woods, we knew seeing as it was Halloween that another group of our friends (roughly 10 or 11) were going to be heading in the woods, why I donít know, because it will be fun was the usual response I got when asking. They had been pestering me all week to go with them but I had ëother plansí.
We headed into the woods across the field as to not be seen entering from the usual opening by the roadway, it was practically pitch black so maybe taking the bumpy field route wasnít the best idea we had ever had but we went ahead anyway.
Low and behold upon reaching the edge of the woods we could hear our innocent friends arriving, well admittedly at first we didnít know it was them, itís quite scary seeing as it could have really been anybody up to god knows what it was extremely dark in their but fortunately I recognized a high pitched laugh from one of the girls there so we felt a bit more at ease.
Early on though disaster struck, my mobile phone started ringing! A few swear words and moaning from fellow ëspookersí later I managed to shut it up and who was it? None other than that girl again, probably trying one last time to persuade me to come with them.
ìHe cancelled itî Was what I heard from the caller
ìTry again in a minute then, itís probably is connectionî Came from another one of my potential victims.
Time to turn my phone off I thought, luckily they didnít hear it, how I donít know, it was one of those annoying ringer tones that was far too loud for itís own good, rather like the one Tom Joly uses in Trigger Happy TV. Anyway after that little hiccup we was all set again and we let our friends walk past our position so we could dash behind them across the main path, two of us did this while the other two carried on just inside the edge of the woods and hid behind some large plants and standing bracken.
They stopped at a conveniently lying, fallen tree for sit down, a perfect position for our mayhem to begin, some of our friends began opening cans of beer and spirit bottles which made me decide to hurry this small escapade up so I could get me some of the action but then they suddenly (We couldnít tell exactly what they was doing it was too dark) started shooting off some fireworks, now this was scary! Those rockets could fly in any one of a million directions and even towards our position luckily though the closest one got was just above the tree behind us.
Things were not going good so far so I slipped on my ëScreamí mask (I got the usual comments from mates earlier, such as you donít need a mask and so on, gah!) and we threw some stones their way. This they picked up on this and comments such as ìWhat was that?î and ìThereís someone over there!î started to arise, now for unknown reasons it may have been the drink I donít know but this didnít seem to frighten them and a few of them began to investigate. We ducked down and our friends that were on the other side of our victims darted across the main path and the three people who had begun to investigate the stone throwing spotted them, they had no idea who it was and they ran back to the group explaining what they saw, from what I could make out what they was saying they thought it was two ëbig blokesí.
This had begun to scare a few people (especially the girls) but some of them refused to believe it and thought it was all a wind up so they carried on through the woods. We met back up with our friends and to avoid being spotted we had to battle our way through some thick woodland, so as quietly and carefully (we actually just barged our way through, we couldnít have made more noise if we tried) we headed through some dead bracken and overgrown plants to finally reach the other side from were we headed closer to the main path but what was this? No one was there, had they taken a diversion? Had they noticed us and decided to reverse the roles? No! The silly little blighters were heading back the other way, we could hear them shouting from where we just was!!
Not good, the wooden post type thing that one of my friends was carrying around, why I donít know he threw it down point end first into the mud on the main path and we once again battled through some of mother natures finest overgrowth a thankfully spotted our friends who had now decided to turn back again and head up the main path.
Thatís it no more running around like some Rainforest tribe we decided to lay down close to the path under shelter from a tree, our friends approached as we lay waiting the were talking about how they could hear things, this wasnít us we were lying down, a few friends crossed our position and didnít notice we was there another saw he leg of one of my friends he didnít notice what it was and started to poke it with his foot and as soon as the group was gathered around he tree we sprung to out feet shouting and swinging our arms up in horror style ways! The group completely deserted the area in fear and we gave chase to the closest ones who still ran despite us explaining it was us.
Finally we caught up with them which took a while some of the lads ran a far way away, they congratulated us while catching their breath again and after a while of recuperation we all headed back up the path together laughing about the incident and how they turned back because of the noises they heard (that would be us heading trough the bracken) we denied it of course.
When we reached the position they first turned back there was standing that stump which if you remember my friend staked in the ground, we being the little scamps that we are denied ever going this far into the woods, this set it up for some real frights which spooked out some of the girls while some lads poked it which amused us all.
We all headed up into the woods telling our side of the story, which scarily didnít match up completely with the one we told them, they said they saw/heard things that couldnít have been us, everyone was looking over their shoulders all night from then. We still got a few more screams and scares throughout the night but we donít know what it was that was making those noisesÖ..
Well that was my Halloween story, did you do anything different, strange or something that wasnít the traditional this year?
Thanks for reading
Andy
Who says Television dosn't directly affect people?
Hope you didn't keep them in fear for too long, don't want them running home now do we, it's also a shame you can't do it next year, they will be kind of expecting it unless you fake your leaving the country but that's a bit extreme isn't it.
congtrats on reading it, after I posted it I noticed how long it was and I even took bits out before hand but it's still as long as ever, gah!
Bollards. Bloody excellent idea though, next halloween here I come!
Well me and some friends had set it up so we could inflict some ëBlair Witchí tomfoolery, no weird hanging weird shaped crosses from trees or dodgy camera work, no, no, no, more like sneaking around scaring the beejeezers out of our friends.
At roughly 9:00 last night me and three friends met up outside my house at departed for the nearby woods, we knew seeing as it was Halloween that another group of our friends (roughly 10 or 11) were going to be heading in the woods, why I donít know, because it will be fun was the usual response I got when asking. They had been pestering me all week to go with them but I had ëother plansí.
We headed into the woods across the field as to not be seen entering from the usual opening by the roadway, it was practically pitch black so maybe taking the bumpy field route wasnít the best idea we had ever had but we went ahead anyway.
Low and behold upon reaching the edge of the woods we could hear our innocent friends arriving, well admittedly at first we didnít know it was them, itís quite scary seeing as it could have really been anybody up to god knows what it was extremely dark in their but fortunately I recognized a high pitched laugh from one of the girls there so we felt a bit more at ease.
Early on though disaster struck, my mobile phone started ringing! A few swear words and moaning from fellow ëspookersí later I managed to shut it up and who was it? None other than that girl again, probably trying one last time to persuade me to come with them.
ìHe cancelled itî Was what I heard from the caller
ìTry again in a minute then, itís probably is connectionî Came from another one of my potential victims.
Time to turn my phone off I thought, luckily they didnít hear it, how I donít know, it was one of those annoying ringer tones that was far too loud for itís own good, rather like the one Tom Joly uses in Trigger Happy TV. Anyway after that little hiccup we was all set again and we let our friends walk past our position so we could dash behind them across the main path, two of us did this while the other two carried on just inside the edge of the woods and hid behind some large plants and standing bracken.
They stopped at a conveniently lying, fallen tree for sit down, a perfect position for our mayhem to begin, some of our friends began opening cans of beer and spirit bottles which made me decide to hurry this small escapade up so I could get me some of the action but then they suddenly (We couldnít tell exactly what they was doing it was too dark) started shooting off some fireworks, now this was scary! Those rockets could fly in any one of a million directions and even towards our position luckily though the closest one got was just above the tree behind us.
Things were not going good so far so I slipped on my ëScreamí mask (I got the usual comments from mates earlier, such as you donít need a mask and so on, gah!) and we threw some stones their way. This they picked up on this and comments such as ìWhat was that?î and ìThereís someone over there!î started to arise, now for unknown reasons it may have been the drink I donít know but this didnít seem to frighten them and a few of them began to investigate. We ducked down and our friends that were on the other side of our victims darted across the main path and the three people who had begun to investigate the stone throwing spotted them, they had no idea who it was and they ran back to the group explaining what they saw, from what I could make out what they was saying they thought it was two ëbig blokesí.
This had begun to scare a few people (especially the girls) but some of them refused to believe it and thought it was all a wind up so they carried on through the woods. We met back up with our friends and to avoid being spotted we had to battle our way through some thick woodland, so as quietly and carefully (we actually just barged our way through, we couldnít have made more noise if we tried) we headed through some dead bracken and overgrown plants to finally reach the other side from were we headed closer to the main path but what was this? No one was there, had they taken a diversion? Had they noticed us and decided to reverse the roles? No! The silly little blighters were heading back the other way, we could hear them shouting from where we just was!!
Not good, the wooden post type thing that one of my friends was carrying around, why I donít know he threw it down point end first into the mud on the main path and we once again battled through some of mother natures finest overgrowth a thankfully spotted our friends who had now decided to turn back again and head up the main path.
Thatís it no more running around like some Rainforest tribe we decided to lay down close to the path under shelter from a tree, our friends approached as we lay waiting the were talking about how they could hear things, this wasnít us we were lying down, a few friends crossed our position and didnít notice we was there another saw he leg of one of my friends he didnít notice what it was and started to poke it with his foot and as soon as the group was gathered around he tree we sprung to out feet shouting and swinging our arms up in horror style ways! The group completely deserted the area in fear and we gave chase to the closest ones who still ran despite us explaining it was us.
Finally we caught up with them which took a while some of the lads ran a far way away, they congratulated us while catching their breath again and after a while of recuperation we all headed back up the path together laughing about the incident and how they turned back because of the noises they heard (that would be us heading trough the bracken) we denied it of course.
When we reached the position they first turned back there was standing that stump which if you remember my friend staked in the ground, we being the little scamps that we are denied ever going this far into the woods, this set it up for some real frights which spooked out some of the girls while some lads poked it which amused us all.
We all headed up into the woods telling our side of the story, which scarily didnít match up completely with the one we told them, they said they saw/heard things that couldnít have been us, everyone was looking over their shoulders all night from then. We still got a few more screams and scares throughout the night but we donít know what it was that was making those noisesÖ..
Well that was my Halloween story, did you do anything different, strange or something that wasnít the traditional this year?
Thanks for reading
Andy