We were the last ones at the swimming pond; we got out and dried off. We were all standing by the tree that Becca and I had been sitting under earlier, gathering our things, talking, and laughing. We slowly made our way up to the showers and the bike rack when Max, who was in the lead, stopped dead in his tracks. Becca wasn't paying attention and ran right into his back "whoa! Why did you stop?" She laughed and looked past him to where he was staring; her laugh died in her throat. We were all frozen, staring at the thing next to our bikes. It was human, but it wasn't; I can barely find the words to describe what we saw that day. It stood on two legs, like a human; it was very tall, had to be close to seven feet or more, and thin, so thin that I could see the outline of its rib cage. It stood tall with its head up so high that its large antler rack pointed directly behind it. Its face was up to the sky, and it let out a sickeningly loud, shrill, glass-shattering scream or howl; I'm not sure what it was, but it was so loud we all dropped our things and covered our ears. We were frozen where we stood in fear. I'm not even sure we breathed.
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