The day’s sun disappears behind this Texas thicket brimming with the dried dead trees from the worse drought encompassing the area for years. It has taken a toll on both the earth and sanity of the people that remain here. What used to be a popular last stop for spring breakers has been reduced to a dry crumbling shell of its former self. And even as night falls, the hundred degree temperatures remain. From the edge of the thicket emerges a frail womanly figure, desperate and confused she staggers towards the dirt road stumbling through the clearing only to catch her foot on a raised root and fall to the cracked Texas ground. As she gains the strength to pick herself up she can hear the faint roar of an engine, and in the distance see a single light barreling down the old county road. But there is another sound quickly emerging from the thicket.
Girl: It's the police! Oh God please, It has to be.
Thunderous footsteps and sounds of snapping tree limbs that barely surpass an accompanying engine noise echo throughout the thicket, as a monstrous being, concealed by the trees violently approaches. She stops just short of the Rd to listen, and intently stares back at the brush line. In the distance the headlight slowly approaches but is still to far for whomever it is hear any of her pleas for help. Breaking through the tree line, an ogreish man slashes his chainsaw through the air. She panic sand runs further up the road toward the light pleading for whomever it is to get there faster, calling out to the stranger but only a coarse, barely audible sound erupts from her bleeding lips. The moon has risen above the tree line now and you can see its light reflect off her face, crimson in color she's completely covered in blood.
Silence cuts through the only her cries and footsteps fill the air. She pauses thinking she got away and with her eyes swollen from crying, she makes it to the side of the road and ducks behind some dry brush to conceal herself. His footsteps shake her to the core and as they come closer the fear paralyzes her. She grips the bandanna that is wrapped around her hand and for the first time she sees that its him, the one who attached the vehicle to the old man’s tow truck. It was tangled barbed wire that put them on the side of the road with a flat while on their way to the lake, and It was their tow truck that offered to take them into town to use the phone while they fixed the wheel. Remembering that she snickered to her brother that she's seen this movie before and that her father snapped at her for being so rude. Such trivial thoughts to be having now, but they are calming her breathing. His immense figure is visible through the shrubbery now, the one that butchered her parents and ripped her baby brother away from her. He stops mid stride and unfastens a chain from his left side and The clang of a large metal object hits the rd. Its clear now what she faces the chain is attached to a viscous rusted bear trap.
A metal shark? She thought.
Leaning forward to gain a better look, She loses her balance and crashes through the dry brush that was once her sanctuary.
The stranger is getting closer now, as she can hear the roar of the motorcycles' engine, her body’s last shot of adrenaline gives her the strength to needed take off running. But with a mighty heave of the chain her attempt at escape is violently cut short as the bear trap closes, sinking its gnarly teeth into her shoulders and head. Her body lies twitching as a gurgled noise comes from the flesh that resides in the traps teeth. He drags drags her body closer to his feet and eyes the approaching light in the distance, opting to dispose of her before any more confrontations. He drags her off the road and into the woods, leaving behind a thick trail of blood. Just beyond the tree line awaits his transport. He flings her body onto the back of the tow truck and slaps the wheel well signaling for the driver to go. The clutch grinds as its taillights disappear into the darkness. With no time to deal with the mess the man hides along the tree line, cloaked by darkness, waiting for the stranger to arrive.