Candy groaned a little as she stared at her reflection in the long decorative mirror in the corner of her room. Hands on her hips she swiveled around on the spot to make sure it wasn't the angle she was looking from. She sighed heavily, there was no question in her mind, she had put on a little weight over the winter. Her usually slim athletic body had taken on an extra unwelcome curve, making her appear slightly chubby. She shook her long red hair in anger and looked over to her open dresser where her navy blue jogging shorts and tank top lay invitingly at the top. It was tempting, the harsh cold winter was almost over, frost was being replaced by a fresh early morning dew. The sun coating the landscape in a fresh springtime golden hue. However it might be slightly embarrassing to be seen in her current chunky form. She chewed her lip thoughtfully.
Candy was terribly self conscience, she enjoyed teasing the young teenage boys by jogging past the parks and various hangout spots for the adolescent in her tight shorts and shirt. Now she had put on a little weight she felt she would be unable to appear to them as attractive and even become a subject of amusement in her small mountain town. This was ridiculous of course, the weight gain only seemed to compliment her curvy form but she couldn't see it.
Sighing again she peered out her bedroom window over the lush green landscape. Behind her house was a small trail that led around the mountains in her part of the country. No one else for miles and miles, it was too early in the spring to expect hikers. She could jog out there until she lost the few pounds she had put on. Candy brightened up, plus it would also serve to release the tension the cramped in winter nights had bought. Although Candy had no shortage of courters so far no man had been able to give her what she wanted. It was difficult, made even more so by the fact Candy herself did not know what she wanted, but was sure she would know it when it came to her.
Slipping out of her nightshirt she placed it delicately onto the bed. The soft silk rustling softly as it touched the blankets. Groaning again she caught her now naked form in the mirror and immediately reached for her jogging attire. Her soft supple 36b breasts bouncing from one side to the other as she moved. Donning the shorts and shirt, she leaned over the bed to retrieve her MP3 Player. Stretching as she walked down the stairs she exited her small one floor house. Moving to the back of it she begin to slowly jog down the beaten path to the rear of her abode.
Candy's cross trainers hit the path littered in leaved with a running beat. She didn't really enjoy running, but she hated not fitting her clothes even more. But the road is non judgmental, and it is always there for her. Candy doesn't have to dress a certain way to visit once in a while, and it accepts her the way she is. Candy's long red tresses tied back in a ponytail, bouncing side to side, her blue eyes focused on the winding path ahead of her. Candy breathed deeply the crisp mountain air. The clouds white over head in a blue azure sky that seemed to stretch for infinity. A small canopy of trees over head, and small groups of rocks greeted her in passing.
It was quiet, no one around, as it was off season. Candy's vivid imagination had a tendency to run away with her. She smiled despite herself blaming her mothers movies about lone women in compromising positions. No, it was the Twilight Zone movies. Unsuspecting people headed to an unknown place from which they cannot return. Candy shook her head. She could have been a writer. Candy rounded the first bend make believing she was running on a track, hearing the roar of the crowd, the other runners beside her sprinting their way past her. Candy ran faster picking up speed, now breathing harder, she felt her pulse beat faster.
Candy inhaled through her nose and exhaled through her mouth, pacing herself. She was not a distance runner, but could do well if she continued. Candy could feel the burn and she reveled in it. It was invigorating, and that had a tendency to stimulate her. Candy pushed herself on around the next bend, where the lake lie in wait. The canopy of trees now lined the lake on all sides and the banks dotted with cat tails and reed grass. The water reflected the days picturesque view like a mirror, and candy smiled as it all came into view. It was inviting, warm and welcoming. There was a single rock near the edge, grey and textured, large enough to sit upon.
Feeling spent, Candy decided to cool down and walk the rest of the way making the giant boulder her destination. Candy climbed up on it and stood, bent forward slightly with the heels of her palms resting on trembling knees. Candy took breaths slowing her heart rate looking out over the water. Already skimmers glided among the reeds making ripples in the water. Candy could see small black fish darting just above the sediment avoiding predators. As soon as her heart stopped racing, Candy sat down on her perch and hugged her knees. She looked across the lake to the other side wondering was it big-foot she saw or another early camper as Candy thought she had spotted another person. The image disappeared in a fleeting moment, and Candy blinked thinking it strange. She shrugged it off and lie back supine on the boulder and let the suns rays warm her. Her MP3 player filled her ears to her brain, casting away all of her thoughts. Nothing could touch her here.
She must have dozed off because it was gone noon before she rose from the boulder. The MP3 player continuing on its endless loop. She cursed herself mentally, this was exactly the kind of fatigue that weight gain cost her. Last year about mid summer she would have shrugged off such a small run and gone further up the mountainous terrain. She stood up, flexing a little in the cool breeze floating across the lush grasslands. She jogged on the spot a little to regain her tempo, then as she was about to return the way she came she stopped suddenly. I could do more! She thought to herself rounding on the spot and jogging off around the perimeter of the lake.
The area became more mountainous, as craggy rock outcrops seemed to appear, jutting out from the earth. The day wore on as she seemed to jog forever, the day itself fading into the background as everything became a blurry haze for her. Strange, she had ran for hours but she didn't feel fatigued or anything like that. The haze lifted around one such rocky outcrop and she fell against it, reaching out, stroking her hands across the large formation. Testing the reality so to speak.
Candy was scared, she should be feeling tired, extremely worn out at the very least she should have been sweating. She looked around the rocks, trying to find an adequate place to sit down. Her eyes came to rest on a small entrance to a cave system. It was dark, cool, it would give her a place to rest and think about what had just happened to her. Heartbeat racing she slowly began to make her way down into the dark cool atmosphere of the underground cavern.
Softly she padded through the small cave, in the distance she could hear the drip of water. Lichen covered the entrance to the cavern, light streamed down from small holes on the roof. She bit her lip and almost screamed at what she saw down there. Etched into the rock on both walls were various occult runes, remains of candles sat on many stalagmites, cut in half to serve as tables. Hammered into the wall was chains and manacles, obviously designed to restrain someone or something. On the ground, created by what appeared to be blood lay a massive pentagram. Her heart racing, Candy fell backwards, struggling to get away from whatever heathen symbols lay elsewhere in the cave. Turning over onto her knees she tried to crawl out, her legs seemed to be paralyzed in terror. There was something else here she could feel it.
Rocks, pebbles seemed to appear from nowhere, impeding her escape from this cave. Now she did scream as the feelings of terror, helplessness engulfed her body. She looked behind her, there was nothing there. But at the same time, she could feel something in there, something was coming after her she knew it! Reaching her hands out she clawed at the light, illuminating the entrance she scrabbled towards it. It seemed to move further away from her. She let out another scream. Turning her head again to face behind her, checking again to make sure there was nothing else in there with her. Her eyes widened in fear, the pentagram etched into the floor was glowing! The air around it seemed to haze, rippling it seemed. The chains on the wall rattled, the sound of metal on metal echoing throughout the cave.
Her heart racing, adrenaline pumping through her system Candy made one last effort to reach the cave exit. Summoning all her strength she tried to push herself off her knees. Scratching them on the stoney surface she tried desperately to maneuver herself out of this hellhole.
The chains rattled on their brackets, sliding through the loops pushed into the wall, they extended outwards, the manacles attaching themselves to her slender ankles. Dragging her backwards to the wall, the chains on top flew downwards, gripping her wrists they pulled her upright, facing the wall. Candy screamed, a long howl of terror and confusion. What was happening to her? Her body shook, tears ran down her cheeks.
Behind her the air made a humming noise as the borders between dimensions were torn asunder. Candy tried to move her head but could not see what was happening. Her feelings of anxiousness and terror grew as she felt a presence emerge behind her. No matter what she had thought before she knew she was no longer alone in the cave.
