Who's There?

The fire pit is burning nicely and my partner decided to back out at the last moment leaving me all alone in the thick wooded forest, depressing but nothing a story book could fix.
Im reading "Campfire Stories and it just so happens to be a story about a guy who was dumped at the last moment by his date to go camping.
So the fire crackling and the fish slowly simmering over the fire and im snuggled in my sleeping bag keeping the insects at bay.
Relaxed and reading my book I heard a small snap near bye and I sound out who goes there? no answer returns and so i start reading my book figuring its a small animal passing by.
I leaned forward to turn the fish, boy it smells nice, I cant wait to eat it.
A few minutes passed and I needed to retrieve the salt and pepper from the basket to marinate the fish some when another sound beyond the dark woods, so i replied again who's there and no responce, so i went back to my comfort zone and marinated the fish.
After eating my fish and looking up into the strlit skies I could not help to think how peaceful it is though lacing a partner with me by the fire..
It was bed time but I needed to relieve myself so it ment a short walk into the trees, i was scared, nervous whats out there, i am not equipped with any weapons to protect me, than a loud crackling sound closer to me, I was very scared now, I wanted to return to my tent but here I was with my pants down squatting waiting to be the forest next dinner.
I turned on my flashlight and looked around, it appears to be nothing once again, it has to be my nerves running scared again.. I need to calm down, I whisper many times theres nothing in those woods that will hurt me, eventually I mad it back to my camp site when I heard the sound again, what is that I say.
Who goes there? I'm not messing around, dont play games with me or you may get hurt, i have a gun, though I lied he did not know that. I mean i did have a hatchet to protect me if needing to do so.
After awhile my nerves settled down and I started to pick up my camp site and getting ready to go to bed.
It was roughly 11:P.M. I was awaken by the sounds of wolves howling in the near distance, I was frantic and defenseless being armed with a tiny axe.
The howling seemed to be getting closer and closer every second and so I desided to get dressed and fix my fire a bit to keep the wolves at bay.

Eventually things got quiet and I sat down by the fire to relax and decided to read my book again.
the next thing I knew I heard many voices, men laughing and whispering we are going to kill you, we going to feed you to the wolves and cook your head on the fire... I was upset and scared, the voices came from all around me, I literally freaked out and gathered many things i could see to use as a weapon to protect me, few minutes later someone ran through my camp site laughing and yelling we are going to kill you, than it was four men running everywhere with mink masks and bears masks over their faces ranting I will die soon.

one stone hit me in the head and blled a bit and than many stones coming at me, i was freightened and than one grabbed me and dragged me to the center of the lot and said come wolves and get dinner.. they laugh and tossed me all over the ground, i had nothing to attack them with the camp grounds were clean.
As one guy grabbed me and shoved me up against an old pine tree he said he is going to gutt me and tear out my innerds and throw it in the fire, as he reached for heas knife and about to stab me something out of nowhere grabbed him and than the other guys and they were screaming and than whatever it was it had me too, what is this going on..

The next thing I knew i was held down to the ground by roots of the trees and it got tighter and tighter and than one of the trees said not him, he was attacked by those evil men, he is a good guy, he cares about us, he dont leave trash on the ground and he burys his waste to fertilize our roots... I was so shocked the next thing I knew I had woken up inside my sleeping bag inside of my tent, it was daytime and i see the sun shining through my tent, i was shaken, I was shoked and confused, I got up and exited the tent to look around and nothing appeared to look out of place, no bodies,stones or talking trees, just a peaceful campsite. I had a bad dream, yeah that was it.
I decided to pack up and leave home and as I loaded the truck up I noticed near the tires a mans glove, just like the one in my dream. Was it all a bad dream or did it happen and the trees save my life? I dont know but I am very thankful for the forest to protect me from evil people.

The End.