Sugarloaf (PG-13 or R for mild profanity no "Adult" themes at all)

Jason and I ducked into the lodge once more, peering through the windows. We wanted to see if that dog was back, and if it was, we wanted to run.

Instead of the people we saw yesterday, we saw two teenage boys. They looked younger than us, but they were the kind of kids you saw getting into trouble on a regular basis. Jason and I moved quietly through the lodge and eased our way into the thicket of grass. We kept silent only whispering when it was absolutely necessary. When we culd tell we wouldn't be heard we bolted off the mountain once again. When we reached the base we heard a voice come from above us.

"CAN YOU SEE ME?!?" It called. It was one of the kids calling out to his friend, he was most likely doing something stupid and dangerous to show off. Then Jason got a sly look.

"I CAN FUCKING SEE YOU!!!!" He shouted up at the kid. I burst into laughter, It was the randomness of this action as well as the faxt that this kid probably got a good scare from it. We ran again and from behind us we heard him call out again.

"Where are you?!?" He asked/shouted. Again Jason yelled at him.

"YOU DUMBASS!!!" Again I fell into a fit of laughter, now he was just screwing with them, those guys would be very confused. From the top of the mountain one of the kids came into view he saw us and waved at us from the top.

"Hey, Why don't you guys come on up???" Jason sprinted away and I followed suit. we ran all the way back to the house. as we walked up the driveway, a security car passed by us. It drove like a bat outta hell all the way to Sugarloaf.

"Wow thank God we didn't sticvk around, huh..." I said looking back at the car. "Sucks to be those guys am I right?"

"Yea, No way security is gonna pass them up. Let's get inside" said Jason.

That night I didn't get sick, but I was once again haunted by nightmares about Sugarloaf. something was wrong about that place, and now I needed to know what it was.

 

The next day was uneventful. Jason and I went with the rest of his family to see the new Daniel Craig and Harrison Ford movie that had come out. It was good, Interesting to say the least.

We had lunch, Jason beat me in ping pong again, and I even challenged his dad...who also beat me. After a round of me venting my frustration through the scope of a sniper rifle into Jason's virtual skull, we decided to go up to Sugarloaf again.

The trek was the same as before, but i couldn't shake this feeling that something different was going to happen today. We hung out at the top, I ranted about a certain forum i was part of, and for a while all seemed normal.

This all changed when an SUV charged up Sugarloaf.

"SHIT MAN!!! Security's onto us!!!!" Jason gasped. He and I ducked behind one of the lifts, and peered out at the unwelcome visitors. Instead of security a bunch of partying young adults climbed out.

"wait," I said to Jason. "I thought you're dad said nobody comes up here anymore. What gives?"

"They usually don't" Jason replied confused by the partiers. "This is the most active I've ever seen this place. Should we run again?" Normally I would have said yes but this time it was different. among the people were everyone we had previously seen up here. What were they doing? what were the chances? We waited behind the lift for a while then after about twenty minutes, something unexpected happened. One person opened one of the boarded up buildings, and behind the door, was a lift.

"Jason...Something's going on here... I want to know what." I said watching as everyone piled into the elevator.

 

When all of the partiers went into the elevator, I started to go after them, but Jason grabbed my arm and pulled me away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked me.

"I need to know what's going on!" i answered back annoyed.

"Well what ever it is, they don't want people knowing about it! so why go into a place full of people who don't want you there?"

"Good point..so what do we do?" I asked.

"Well, we can't wait here all night waiting for them to leave....I say we come back tomorrow moring, I doubt they will be here during that time, they only see to show up in the evening." said Jason.

"Ok, well we should leave for now, It's starting to get dark." We went down the mountain once more, but as we were about to get off the premesis, a security guard spotted us.

"What are you kids doing here?" he asked us.

"Nothing, we were just heading home." I said looking the guard dead in the eye.

"Well get going! this here is private property, don't let me catch you tresspassing here!"

"No problem sir," said Jason. As we walked away, the guard said something in a hushed tone into a walkie talkie.

"Let's get out of here fast," i said. We broke into a sprint the entitre way home.

 

The next day, we decided to go straight up to Sugarloaf. We didn't have any plans for the day, so no one found it odd we wanted to hang out on top of the mountain instead of playing xbox, or playing ping pong all day. As we neared the base of the mountain, I spotted a security car rolling around the corner. I grabbed Jason and ducked us both behind a bush and out of sight.

The car passed by slowly, as if he expected to find someone out here. He passed by us eventually be we remained undiscovered. As we were about to head up again, I heard voices calling out from behind us.

"Keep looking! Don't let anybody past this point!" Jason and I ran up, hiding behind trees and bushes as often as we could. We kept silent, only speaking in whispers to warn of oncoming patrols. eventually we made it to the top. No guards were up there, apparently they thought keeping the base secure would be enough. They had never dealt with kids like us though.

I ran to the door we had seen last night, and pried it open. Inside was the lift. I listened down the elevator shaft, but heard no noise from below.

"Ok, let's go down. I have to know what's been going on here!" I said. Jason nodded and closed the door behind us. The lift began to move automatically.

We descended downward into the mountain. after what felt like 5 hours but was really 5 minutes, we reached our destination. the lift doors opened and we stepped out into the unknown.

 

Jason and I walked out into what seemed like some sort of tunnel. Light lined the wals and lit the passage ahead of us. I stepoped out and Jason followed me, down the corridor. as we walked we were silent, afraid that maybe someone else was down here with us and we didn't want to give away our location.

We came up to a door, and I pushed it inward slightly to get a peek inside. It was empty so I pushed it in fully and ushered Jason inside with me. I closed the door once more and scanned the room. It was lined with crates and sacks. I opned one of the crates and found it full on syringes. upon inspection I saw the syringes carried small doses of Meth.

I backed up and showed my discovery to Jason.

"This mountain is a cover for a cartel of drug dealers!!!" I whispered. "We gotta tell the cops!"

"Yeah..but first we gotta get the hell out of here!" he said back to me.

"Oh, I'm afraid you two'll be doing no such thing!" came a cold voice behind us. "After what you've seen, you're not getting out of this mountain unless it's in a body bag!" I turned in fear to see The man with the scruffy beard from before, except now he looked pissed...and was packing heat to boot! i was staring down the barrel of a sub-machine gun and it wasn't too friendly.

"Oh fuck..." was all I could say.

 

don't mess with my story dude, i have big plans for the next chapter!

 

I knew it was a joke ^_^, I'm just sayiong I think you will laugh at the next part, and also be on the edge of your seat. be patient!

 

The man with the gun looked at us with cold eyes. eyes full of sin and human weakness. I almost felt pity for him...almost... He still had the gun pointed at my face.

"Why would you need to shoot us?" I asked trying not to let my fear seep into my voice.

"Because, you've both seen too much!" he said heartlessly. "and after what you said, there's no way in HELL I can let you leave...but you know what I CAN do with you?"

"N-no..." I said failing to conceal my fear.

"I can put you on Scare Tactics!" He said lowering the gun. I paused...Scare Tactics was a prank show, i watched it often on T.V.

"You gotta be kidding me!" I laughed. I was relieved that this was a sick joke.

"You're right, i am kidding you!" he said. he brought the gun back to my face. "But seriously, you're going to die!" I did a fast mental breakdown of the situation. Jason was on my right, the man stood in front of me, his gun balanced on his right hip. His stance gave him a weird balance with the gun...Lucky me!

I swung with my left hand at backhanded the gun. It fired but the bullets pierced the crate to my left. Now I jumped forward and pinned the guy. He was bigger and also stronger, he easily kicked me off, i went sprawling to the floor. The man got up, but in the confusion Jason had scooped up the gun and pointed it at scruffy beard.

"Don't move, you sonofabitch!" He ordered.

 

Scruffy Beard was on his knees when Jason gave the order. He instantly frpze, his eyes never moving from the barrel of the gun.

"Motherfucker..." he muttered to himself. He didn't seemed all that fazed by this situation, but perhaops he was just better at hiding his fear than I was.

"Your going to tell us exactly what's going on here!" yelled Jason. "If you don't answer I swera to God I'll blow your head off!!!"

"It's not that complicated kid, The security staff here was sick of their pile-of-shit wages for guarding this mountain. I was one of them. Then i got this bright Idea, Why not put the old place to use! I smuggled some drugs into the States from Canada (Let me tell ya, that was HELL!!!) and I set up shop. I got some of the other guards in on this, and over time I got me a little cartel going. Now the guards keep the place off limits so no one finds our little outpost, and the drugs get out through way of my outside contacts. we sell 'em, get rich, and live a cushy life in some exotic location where American Juristication can't tough us!" said Scruffy Beard. "But now, i got an issue! Two fucking kids, who found us out and are going to try to ruin it all! EVERYTHING I WORKED SO HARD FOR DOWN THE FUCKING DRAIN!!! I can't let that happen! I DESERVE THIS!!!" I heard enough (and so did my phones recorder). I kicked him as hard as I could in the temple. I never thought the feeling of kicking that guy would have felt so satisfing. Maybe it was because he had threatened to kill us?

"Ok Jason, tie that guy up. I'll grab some of the drugs so we'll have all the evidence we need to get this guy." I said. Jason began to oblige, but then he turned to me.

"wait, you want to walk out of here, with a small supply of Meth, and a machine gun, bring them to a police station and hope they buy our story about drug dealers who are held up in a mountain ski resort somewhere near Travers City? Do I have that right?"

"Yeah, that about sums it up." I said.

"Ok, just checking." and with that jason finished restraining Scruffy Bread. I grabbed the evidence, and we ran back to the elevator.