ID Day 11 - Get out of there

Kate slumbers on, very attractively, but you are not thinking about that right now. You pull on your underwear, shorts, bra, and t-shirt, then tiptoe out of the counselors’ cabin. Maybe Kate would be OK with waking up beside you and maybe not. You are deciding to be cautious, just in case. Maybe the other counselors would tease her. You wouldn’t want that.

So you creep into the dark woods. It’s either very late or very early, but you just need to get back to your cabin and crawl into bed.

But you’ve hardly gotten out of the cabin before you start to hear things. You stop, listening with a frown on your face. The woods aren’t completely silent, but still… something seems very wrong.

You pause. It’s not cold, but it’s not warm, either. You hug yourself and look around in the dark, wondering what’s going on.

“Is there someone here?” you ask in English, looking at the spooky trees.

“You bet, cow tits,” a very rude voice shouts out.

You pause, frowning. “I am sorry?”

There’s an awkward moment.

“What the hell you mean you’re sorry?” the voice calls out.

“I do not understand,” you say. “English is not easy for me,” you add.

“Bitch, I’ll fucking kill you and your cow tits too!” the voice screams. It sounds like an… American man?

You are very confused.

“Hello?” you say.

“Bitch, I’m talking to you!”

“OK,” you say. “Can you speak more slowly?”

“Bitch, I’ll fucking kill you!”

“Um,” you say, trying to figure out what he’s saying. Is this guy threatening you? Since when are there men around FUTA? That’s odd.

“Are you sure that you are in the right place?” you ask, using your very best broken English.

“Bitch I’ll stab you with a kitchen knife! Right in your mother******* **** you slutty big tit having Swedish whore!”

You don’t know what all those words mean, but they don’t sound friendly.

You turn around as a tiny figure dashes past in the dark. It looks like a small, red-haired child, sort of like the doll that was in that box when you were having sex with Kate.

“What?” you say, feeling very lost and confused.

“Bitch you want to fucking die?!”

Wow… you feel like there is some hostility coming from this person. This very small person. Hmm.

Should you…

Ask what his problem is?

Or just get out of here?