I am the last person standing; I am the final girl, and I must tell my story.
Me and my friends ended up on an island at night because of a shipwreck. It was no ordinary island. The moon was casting its light on the island, making it look creepy.
At first... we thought that it was a normal island, and we searched for help, but the deeper we ventured into the island; the more we realized that something was totally off.
We walked and walked for quite some time, but we didn't find any signs of life. There were only bones and a horrible stench of rot and decay in the air. The bones must have been animal bones; what else could they have been?!
That horrible stench of rot and decay filled the air; unbearable. I truly wished I had no sense of smell at that moment.
We found a small wooden cabin, but what we saw inside was very wrong and horrible. We saw, to our horror, skinned, rotting bodies hanging from the ceiling by meat hooks, blood dripping onto the floor. Could they have been skinned alive? Who could have done that? What kind of monster did that?! We didn't really want to imagine. The strong smell crawled into our throats. We felt sick and dizzy.
We left the cabin, and then we sat down under a tree for some rest. The moonlight shining on our exhausted faces. Our clothes were all sweaty and bloody, and the air was cold.
We walked and walked again hoping to find help, and we found a house with lights inside. We approached the house carefully. We knocked the door, and a man wearing glasses opened the door with a smile. We should have never approached that house.
The man welcomed us into the house, locked the door and put the key in his pocket. We stumbled upon something horrible inside the house. We found people eating human flesh; yes... it was human flesh. Bodies chopped up into pieces on a table and those people were eating them with blood all over their faces. They looked like monsters!
The smell of rot and decay again combined with the bloody faces of those cannibals, the body parts on the table and the horror we felt. It was overwhelming.
The cannibals overpowered us and I had to see my friends die one by one in gruesome ways. One of my friends got his throat slit and the cannibals drank his blood. Another one got stabbed multiple times in succession in vital organs. Another one was hung by a meat hook and gutted, her intestines spilling onto the floor. Another one was chopped into pieces and stored in a freezer, and I could hear the sound of his bones break while they chopped him. They did something disgusting to my last friend... something horrible!!! They opened his head and ate his brain raw while he was still alive and then decapitated him! Those monsters!! I felt scared... and... terrified. I just wanted to get out by any means necessary.
One of those cannibals gave me a lecture since I was going to die anyway as he said. That monster told me with a smirk on his bloody face that they are a group of regular men and women with regular jobs living in the city who share an interest of eating human flesh, and so they have this isolated private island where they meet every year to practice cannibalism where no one can see them, and they kidnap people from the city.... then bring them to this island... and then eat them. That was what he told me!
I was tied to a chair, but I managed to untie the rope, and then I punched that cannibal on the face with full force. I quickly grabbed the house key from his pocket while the others were busy in the kitchen. I ran to the door... unlocked the door... turned the door knob... and I managed to run away from the house.... but not before I got a brutal stab in the back by one of those monsters. I ran and ran as fast as I could, despite the bleeding. I could hear them chasing me as I ran through the darkness. Twigs were cracking and snapping under their shoes. I could also hear the crickets chirping, their steady rhythm oddly out of place in the quiet night. Finally, I was able to hide from them safely inside a small cave.
Looks like me and my friends ended up on the island at the wrong time, and we ran into those human flesh-eating people.
Those monsters disguised as humans live among people in the city, look civilized, work in regular jobs, but they kidnap and eat people in their private and isolated island every year. They could be our neighbors, living next to us!
Those cannibals! I can't forget their bloody faces, bloody clothes, sinister smiles and most importantly... what they did to my friends!
Now I am still inside that small cave, bleeding to death. I am recording all this story on my phone, in hopes that someone would find my phone later and know my story. Thankfully, my phone wasn't damaged in the shipwreck because I kept it in a plastic bag. I am beginning to lose my consciousness.... slowly fading away. I am dying.