Nope FAL

>Me and two other bros campin in the woods of the pacific northwest about a year ago.
>It was a weekend that was suppose to relieve of us of our stress
>A weekend to drink,wheel,shoot, and have fun like no other
>Anyway we decide to go down this old ass logging road and go to a camping spot
>Get stuck and get lost multiple times trying to find my buddies "perfect" spot
>Get there about the 6 or 7
>We get a fire going and start roasting some hot dogs cause hey were fuckin hungry
>Just about to open some brews when we hear the sound of vehicles
>Lots of vehicles
>I look at my friend john and say "hey you were leading. did you see any other vehicles out here?"
>Looks at me and he shakes his head
>Ok whatevs, anyway, eatin our dogs and drinkin our brews havin a merry old time
>Gettin cold out so we douse the fire and start to hit the hay
>My friend nate sleeps outside his tacoma freezing his ass off in a mummy sleeping bag
>Me and john hit the hay in our truck's cabs
>Morning rolls around and we get to starting the fire again
>Nate looks at both of us and says "did you guys hear anything last night? Like screaming?"
>Im thinkin 'what the hell is he talkin about'.
>Me and john laugh and were like 'knock that shit off man it ain't funny'

>Nate is like "Nah guys, I for sure fuckin heard screaming at about 11 last night"
>Me and john look at each other and look at nate
>I say "dude don't fuckin joke about that shit, man. it's weird and creepy"
>Nate just shakes his head and I can for sure tell he's freaked out
>John speaks up and says "well boys, if were gonna be in a screaming wood might as well be armed right?"
>Me and nate laugh and are like fuck yeah, get out the arsenal.
>We get a count.
>Among us we had two shotguns, a pistol, an FN FAL, sks, and a AR
>Were actin all hot shit cause we think were protected from the "screaming"
>anyway, we go about our day shooting shit and wheeling with drinking in between
>Fun as hell day but when we get back to camp the mood changes
>We all drive on it and shit is raided
>We dismount and take stock
>Nates sleeping bag is gone and our lamps are gone
>Food is strewn everywhere, but not taken, mind you
>Wtf did they want?
>What made us really shit bricks was sitting by a tree
>a dead gutted and mutilated dear and the tree it was sitting by had a pentagram drawn in fuckin blood
>That feel when your gut churns and there's that sombre thought that you know you're not welcome out here
>We sobered up real fuckin quick
>Nate's like 'we need to get the fuck out of here man'
>Me and john are like 'fuck that were staying bro'
>He's on the verge of fuckin crying and were like 'bro don't be a pussy'
>Starts fuckin yelling at us that were crazy and should leave
>We look at him and say 'dude, if you want to leave, just leave'
>He does. roars the fuck out of there in his truck
>We should of left but, my god, we were cocky

>Night rolls around and we start a fire again
>We sit loaded and ready to go.
>Whatever the fuck is out here can come damn-well get us
>I sit facing out towards the forest from the fire. FAL in hands
>john does the same with his SKS,
>Were talking back and forth when all the sudden we hear the screaming as well
>The moment the screaming started the woods got real damn quite
>Not even a cricket was chirping
>It dawned on us this was no animal. It was a human scream. A girl.
>once in a while the screaming would die down and you would hear chanting
>Cultists, for sure, and from the pentagram were dealin with satanists

Now I know you're thinking why the fuck didn't we get out of there like nate did? Simple answer. me and john are fuckin retards. Trust me when I say this, it was a learning experience and now, well, were not as cocky. anyway:

>John pats me on the back and I jump
>'Wtf do you want, man?'
>'Fucking look bro!' he says, as he turns ghost white.
>Through the trees and the foliage we see light, from what looks to be a bonfire.
>Me and john, the twits we were, doused our fire and headed in the direction of the the other one.
>We creep through the woods and come to an old landing
>we see a group of 30+ gathered around this massive fuckin fire.
>Women,children, old people, and some men dressed in crimson robes.
>On only what can be describes as a stone dais, laid a girl.
>Looked to be about 18, skinny and blonde.
>Screaming the whole while to these people to "let her go". she was writhing and crying on the dais
>Low and behold out comes an old man dressed in robes of dark black
>Seemed like they just absorbed the light itself but in his hand was a knife
>Now i'm shitting fucking bricks at this point. Muscles feel like jelly and I just want to run.
>Go back to town and forget we saw fuckin anything at all.


>I whisper to john, 'lets get the fuck out of here man'.
>I start tugging on his shoulder to go when he waves me off and points to the old guy
>The guy now has the knife fully raised above his head and is yelling his fuckin gibberish
>John looks at me and says "back me up ok?"
>What the actual fuck, bro.
>John step out of the woods and cracks off a shot over the head of the man in black
>Every fuckin head whips around to look straight at me and him
>They start screaming at us and coming slowly at me and john
>I crack off a shot over the head of some dude in crimson
>The mob stops and the dude in black comes to the front
>In the most guttural inhuman fucking voice "these two will do"
>The man is flanked by the guys in crimson now
>they're all brandishing weapons now and start inching closer
>john pops off another shot
>The man in black says "no one is here to help you now. I hope you know that" and smiles.

I'm gonna call him black robes from now on.

>Now, I'm saying a joker-esque smile. Ear to fuckin ear.
>John yells something to the effect of 'stay the fuck away' and time seems to slow down at this point
>John's SKS barks, round flies through the air and hits black robes in the legs
>Dude hits the ground screaming
>Crimson faggots hesitate as they see their leader fall.
>Start advancing again
>I put a round through a crimson faggots shoulder and he hits the dirt.
>Dude's hood comes down as he hits. Dude is a fatty.
>John screams "Stay the fuck back!"
>guys stop. They look visibly shaken as we have a good old mexican stand off.
>Red head and black robes are screaming for help now.
>The kid satanists are wailing.
>A line of women is standing behind the crimson faggots screaming at us
>My body is flooded with adrenaline at this point.
>'Lets fuckin rock n' roll', i'm thinking.

>Screaming,crying, and mewling of children is all that I hear.
>Something braeks to the fore of it all.
>Sirens. Fucking sirens out here?
>John and I are stil yelling at these people to stay the fuck back and release the girl.
>The red host starts inching forward again
>John looks at me and I hear him clear as fuckin day say 'Shoot to wound"
>He takes a step forward and pops a crimson faggot in the chest and takes some girl in the leg
>I follow alongside him. FN FAL barking as I either shoot for legs or shoulders.
>Lights everywhere. Screaming. Everything goes black as I get tackled by a fucking cop.
>Wake up hand cuffed next a fuckin cop car
>look to my right and see john
>Smiles back at me and says "we fuckin saved her bro"
>Look into the field and see people getting ferried out of there and into amberlampses or cop cars.
>Blonde is escorted into a cop car.
>One face is noticed out of them all however.
>It's fuckin Nate.
>Cops follow him as he walks up to us.
>"Yeah these were other two I was telling you about"
>Cops nod and place us in separate cars
>Go back to town.

Now this is where the story ends. We essentially got off scot fuckin free thanks to the blondes testimonial. Nates testimonial helped out our case as well. Actually the whole town practically came to our defense seeing as this. Was actually a frequent thing up in those hills. Apparently a lot of people have seen the shit these people do and didn't fess up to it till then.

btw if it helps I still have that FN FAL and my god am I not getting rid of it.