Freewriting

The odor was unlike anything he'd ever encountered, a combination of lemons and body odor, with a touch of coconut. Where could this smell be coming fromo, and what did it mean? The darkness did not help; he couldn't see his fingertips if he extended his arm fully. The night was not quiet,either. All manner of insects were droning, assaulting the ears with an unwelcome din. Suddenly, a shattering sound entered the air. A thunderstorm was in progression. The smell of rain overcame the valley, washing away the pungant odor. As the darkness seem to grow darker, the rain came. The insects stopped chirpping and the sound of rain came over the area. A deer peaked out of a cave to see what all the commotion was about. He began running to where he came from, hoping to find the cabin. That smell came back to him as he got closer to his destination. The lemon scent was fading but the smell of body odor and coconut grew stronger. He paced himself and found that he should be getting closed to the cabin. He stopped to catch is breath and found that he didn't recognize where he was. He was lost.

He looked up instictively, trying to find the sun to gather his bearings. Upon getting a face full of rain, he decided he'd have to find shelter. Following the deer into the mouth of the cave, Craig looked out over the valley, observing the scene that he just partook in. In the field was a blood-stained orchard full of lemons and corpses. Craig began to heave, and turned away to spare himself of any more pain. He was uncomfortable with his job. He didn't want to have to hide for weeks after this.

He waited in the cave what seemed like days for the rain to stop, then went to gather smalls sticks and leaves for a fire. He knew that if he didnt build a fire tonight he was going to freeze in the cold. As he was walking throughout the woods he stumbled upon a small cottage. Smoke was coming out of the chimney so he went up to the door and knocked. He waited. Nobody answered so he cracked the door and yelled "hello!" Nobody answered his call. He opened the door a little more and walked into the cabin. It was dark, the only source of light was a small candle on the fire place. He couldn't believe what he saw next.

The sight before him was unbelievable. There had been no one around for miles. Someone who everyone had believed was dead, was clearly sitting in front of a fire, very much alive. Henry Smittens, was the man. Henry had been one of the most favored man in town.

Henry turned and said "Welcome Craig, I've been expecting you." Craig responded "How did you know I would end up here?" and Henry said "Well I'm dead aren't I? The dead know things." Craig, shocked and a little afraid, said "You're alive, I can see you right in front of me." and Henry responded "Won't you sit down? Have a slice of pie?"