*Guy is sent on an assignment and gets into an accident because his car is sabotaged. Luckily he survives but gets lost in the forest until he ends up at a cottage.
*Literotica rules apply
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Guy sat down with his laptop to write another piece for one of the magazines he wrote for when he got a call from the editor of a nationwide vacation magazine. 'Mister Grimm.' Guy said.
'Hello Guy.' came the voice from the other end. 'We want to do an issue on local inns and onsen quickly. I've sent you a list of several places to visit so can you leave tomorrow? I've arranged a car for you.'
Guy opened the email and read the list. 'Wow. Rather sudden, but I have no plans so I can go.'
'Great! Give me a call when you arrive at the first inn tomorrow.'
'Will do.' Guy said and looked forward to seeing a few new places.
Mister Grimm hung up the phone and glared at the Gazer page with the search result for most popular writer in the land, and Guy's name above his own.
The next day Guy packed his stuff together and went downstairs when the car arrived. The mechanic handed him the keys and papers.
'The car's gassed up.' he said, getting his folding bike quickly out of the trunk. 'There should be no problem taking it for the long trip. No problem at all.'
'Okay? Thanks?' Guy said, watching the mechanic cycle back in a hurry to his garage.
He put his bags in the trunk, got behind the wheel and checked the list of places and routes. The first one was in the middle of a large area with steep hills. He'd have to get going to reach it in time before dark and started the car.
'All right, the inn and onsen Guy tour of the year starts.' he said and drove off.
The weather was pleasant and he kept his window down to enjoy the fresh air in the forest covered hills. He tapped his fingers in rhythm with the dance music he played on the car stereo until he noticed a strange sound when taking a bend.
It was faint squeak and didn't sound bad, but Guy dialled the number for the garage to inform him before he'd be back from his tour.
'Hello?' answered the mechanic.
'Hi, this is Guy. the car you gave me this morning has a faint squeaking noise when I drive through a bend. It's nothing loud, but I thought I'd inform you already before I bring back the car.'
The other side stayed silent.
'Can you hear me?' Guy asked, thinking the connection might have gone dead suddenly.
'Stop the car!' the mechanic said. 'You're in danger!'
'What!? What do you mean!?'
'The brakes are faulty! Mister Grimm threatened to write my garage and my wife's flower shop into the ground if I didn't tamper with the brakes on your car!'
Guy stepped on the brakes and felt a snap in the pedal. 'SHIIIT!' he shouted as the car kept going downhill.
He tried to think of a solution quickly, seeing a sharp bend in the road coming on. The car was an automatic so downshifting was no option. There was no wall against which to drive the car to slow it down, just trees and he went too fast to safely hit them. He could only think of rolling the car, hoping it would end well enough and gave the wheel a jerk.
The mechanic heard rubber squealing for a moment, then metal and plastics crashing before the line went dead. He stared at the phone for a while, then put it down carefully.
Guy came to with his face on the ground, part of it in his mouth. While feeling several aches all over his body he got up on his hands and knees, spitting out leaves and sand. Slightly dizzy he sat up, trying to get a bearing on where he was.
A little up the hill laid the car on its roof, stuck between two trees. By the looks of things he figured he must have rolled over the edge, then down the slope, bouncing off of several trees before the seatbelt gave way on the final stop and dropped him further down.
He checked his clothes to find them only slightly torn. He was glad enough to not find major blood stains.
With some effort he got up and crawled back up far enough to get his bags. Too tired and aching too much to go all the way back up the road he decided to go down and follow the bottom until he'd reach a road.
He took a few deep breaths to gather strength and went down carefully.
Dark came soon at the bottom. He watched the last light of the day on top of the next hill. Without his phone he had no source of light, which would mean he'd have to spend the night out here in complete darkness and shuddered at the thought. He put as much energy as he could muster into walking along the stream he found between the hills.
Just before losing the last bit of light he found a row of lights going uphill from the stream. He walked up to them to find a path going up with crude steps formed by short logs inserted into the ground. Feeling glad he found a way out of here he went up the path, ignoring the aches in his feet and legs. At the end of the path he came onto a small clearing with an old cottage.
It wasn't in great condition but it seemed there might be people living there.
'Hello?' he said, walking up to it. 'Anybody home?'
There was no answer and he knocked on the door. 'Hello!?'
With no answer again he tried the door and found it open. And inside a mess.
He slid his bags off his shoulders at the door. A couple of lit lamps revealed books, magazines and papers strewn all over tables in the kitchen corner and what might be the living room area, with more on the floor around a couple of couches and chairs. Clothing accessorised the room further and the area around a large screen looked like a battlefield of game consoles and controllers trying to strangle each other with wiring.
Some items were hanging from the ceiling in thick webbing.
The kitchen held a collection of dirty dishes almost up to the ceiling. A quick look through the open door of one bedroom told him enough about those.
He pondered about going back into the dark and staying outside for the night, but the high probability of rain tonight made him stay.
He looked around the room again and sighed. 'Well, as long as I'm here..' he said and rolled up his sleeves.
'Hold up.' said Cani as she and Feli, Ara, Mami, Avia and Tobias arrived at the cottage. She sniffed the air again. 'Something smells strange.'
The others sniffed too.
'Something smells flowery.' said Mami.
'Yeah.' said Feli. 'It reminds me of something.'
'I smell something bad.' said Tobias.
'Hang on.' said Ara, looking through the window. 'Something has happened inside.'
They stormed inside to find the whole place cleaned up.
'What the..' said Tobias.
'..hell happened here?' said Cani.
They looked at all the books stashed neatly on the shelves, magazines sorted in stacks underneath, papers all on the long lost desk in a corner.
'How?' asked Mami, seeing the game consoles in the right place underneath the screen, the games next to them.
'Even the kitchen.' said Avia.
'And the laundry.' said Ara, looking at the assorted piles of laundry and a running washing machine.
'Damn.' said Cani as she looked into the bedroom she shared with Feli.
Feli looked into it. 'It's.., clean.'
'Ours too.' said Mami.
'No way.' said Tobias and ran to his bedroom.
They took a look as he stared silently into his room.
'Who's that?' said Feli, seeing a pale faced Guy asleep on top of Tobias's bed.
'I have no idea, but I'm going to have to smell him for weeks now.' Tobias said.
Mami went up to the bed. 'Smells like he's been cleaning up here.' she said, then shook his shoulder gently. 'Hello?'
Guy groaned a little and tried to open his eyes. '..eh.., hello..?' he mumbled and ached trying to sit up. Still feeling dazed he rubbed his face. 'I found this place after my accident. Have no idea where I am.'
'Well, the best way to describe it, in the middle of nowhere.'
He blinked his eyes. 'Where?'
