The Legend of Youngs Corner XXII

PART XXII
The Picture and the Innocence

We the left cabin changed. In one way, the witch’s residence no longer held the same fear over us as before. However, our visit managed to open up more mysteries than were solved. More questions than answers. More reasons to keep exploring. But it was getting late, it was almost dawn. And so our group decided to mark this historic occasion with a picture. Katie, the only girl on our quest had her camera and we assembled in front of the largest cabin. The picture was taken, the only one ever to come from the journey. When we eventually developed the photo the smiles on our all our faces could clearly be seen. It was a time of joy for we had conquered our fears and explored a truly mystifying place. It was an experience that none of us would forget.

As time passed, and we each separated for college, the memory of our journey grew and slowly it became a story that spread far and wide. More people heard of the tale and their desire to take a trip of their own was great. Those friends who were not present on the first trip desperately tried to convince us veterans that a return journey was necessary. What other secrets could be found in the large cabin? What about the one that was locked, what was inside? But this curiosity was not felt by all. There were those who did not want to go back. Their interest was satisfied and they saw no reason to test their courage again. Our innocence was shattered. We no longer felt the same way about the cabins as we once did, as our friends who wanted to take a trip felt now. But the moment of decision was soon to come and the pieces started to fit together.

During our fall breaks, the veterans were once again assembled in the same town. A meeting was held at the local Denny’s. Along with us were those who had heard of the legend and wanted to see for themselves if the tales were true. I have to admit even I felt a sudden bit of curiosity to go again. However, before any of us could speak, Bobby had something important to say. He drew in a deep breath and started his tale. After his speech, all of our interests, every single shred of courage and strength we once had, all of it came crashing down when he revealed to us the worst news possible. It had happened, the end had come, and we now feared for our lives. The witch, it seemed, had returned…