The Macabre Massacre in Montana



“All right, let’s get going. Montana here we come.” said John. “Start the car,” said Daniel.

We’re off.” ‘John what’s Montana like?” asked Erica. “I don’t know. But I hear it is a lot of

fun.” A few hours went by. “John, how far away are we?” asked Molly. “About two more

hours,” said John. “I’m excited to go to the national parks,” said Molly. “Who is that?” said

Erica. “ I think it’s a hitchhiker,” said Daniel. “Let’s stop.” “Okay,” said John. “Hey,

you need a ride?” said John. “Yes.” said the hitchhiker. He got in. “What’s your name?”

said Daniel. “My name is Adam Copeland, I’m the sheriff of Montana. You kids should

not be driving out here. Where are you kids from?” “We’re from Miami.” “Wow!” you

kids are far from home,” said Adam. “So what’s the problem?” asked Erica. “A serial

killer has escaped from prison. He has killed sixteen people. Eight girls and eight boys.

He kills kids that are about your ages. He kills teenagers and young adults. Why don’t

you kids come back to my house? I am worried that you guys could get hurt with that

discontent maniac on the loose.” “Well I’m tired of driving ,” said John. That okay

with you guys?” asked John. “Yes,” the three said in unison.


“So where is your house?” “Up the hill,” said Adam. “ Here it is.” “Nice house,”

said Daniel and Molly. “Yeah, it’s ok,” said Adam. “You kids get comfortable, I’ll

fix some chicken. “Thank you so much for taking us in,” said Molly awkwardly.

“Where’s the bathroom?” Asked John. “Upstairs, two doors to the right,” said Adam.

John went upstairs. He opened the bathroom door. A newspaper fell to the ground. “What

the heck is that?” said John. John read the headline, “Escaped Killer Kills Another.”

John kept on reading Adam Copeland who has killed more than ten people. Anyone

who sees this man needs to call 618 789-2727. “Oh my god, it’s the sheriff!” said John,

“What about the sheriff?” said Adam. “You killed all those people! Why?” “Well.

I was a boy who didn’t have many friends. People always made fun of my face.” “What’s

wrong with your face?” Adam took his own hand and put it on his face. “What’s wrong

with your face?” Adam took his own hand and put it on his face and slowly ripped his face

off. His face was decrepit disfigured face. It was a gross face one that resembled a disgusting monster you would find at the darkest corner of the abyss. “Oh my god!” said John. “I got sick of people

making fun of me so I killed one then I realized how much fun it was so I killed another

and another until I finally got caught, but I escaped again and fooled you and your friend

too.”“ It was like taking candy from a baby.” “I am going to report you.” “No you’re not.” “Why not?” said John. Adam pulled

out a machete and before John could scream his head fell off.


Adam went back downstairs. “Where is John?”asked Daniel. “He’s still in the

bathroom,” said Adam. Molly and Erica sat on the couch across from Daniel. “Twenty

minutes went by and during dinner Erica asked “Where is John?” “I don’t know, but

I’m going to check, said Daniel, I don’t trust this sheriff.” “Oh stop!” said Molly. While

the Sheriff was making a phone call Daniel went upstairs to the bathroom to check John.

Daniel walked up the stairs, “John you ok?” asked Daniel. No one answered. “John?”

“Where is your friend?” asked Adam from behind Daniel. “God, you scared me,” said

Daniel. “I don’t know, ever since you went upstairs to the bathroom, I have not seen him,”

said Daniel suspiciously. “I’ll tell you what happened,” said Adam. “I chopped his

head off.” “What?” Said Daniel. “I killed him,” repeated Adam. “You maniac!”

Erica, Molly!” screamed Daniel. Adam pulled out his machete. Daniel ran downstairs.

Adam threw the machete and it just missed Daniel. Daniel ran towards Molly and Erica,

“Guys we got to get out of here.” “Why?” said Molly. “No time we got to go. Why

you guys just got here,” said Adam.


“Oh great you guys run I’ll hold him off.” Adam took his machete out. Molly and Erica

ran out of the house. Daniel punched Adam in the face, and then kicked him in the stomach.

Adam swung his machete at Daniel. Daniel ran but got slightly hit by the machete.. He let out a hardy yell. He

ran out of the house door into the forest that was outside of Adam’s house. Adam ran

after him. Daniel looked back, Adam was not there. Daniel slowed down. “Molly,

Erica!” He heard nothing. “You guys!” Daniel heard footsteps running at him. He knew

who’s they were, and began to run again. The footsteps got closer. Then Daniel

felt a sharp pain in his back. He fell to the ground and could not move. He could not

see but he knew what had happened. He had been stabbed in the back. He was alive

but paralyzed. He could only watch as is obvious death took place. He began to fade

and then died.

“What do you think happened to Daniel?” asked Molly. “I don’t know.” Then they

saw a figure appear from the bushes. “Daniel?” They heard noises from

the bushes which sent them into a panic, and made them run as fast as they could. Erica

looked to her left and Molly was hit by Adam’s machete in the air as it stuck into Molly’s head. She

fell to the ground. Erica kept running as she ran she saw a huge log. It was as if it was saying hide inside me I’ll keep you safe. She stopped running

and tried to fit herself into the log. She was able to fit. She saw Adam run by the log.

She breathed a sigh of relief. She got out of the log and ran in the opposite direction

of Adam. Erica ran back to Adam’s house. She went to the phone and dialed 911.

“ Hello this is 911, what’s you’re emergency?” “A man is trying to kill me. He killed

some of my friends.” “Where are you located?” “Helena Montana, at a house with the

address of 5260 located on a hill. “I know where it is,” said the person on the phone.

“I’ll be there as soon as possible.” “Thank you,” said Erica. She hung up the phone

and heard a door open. She ran into the kitchen to hide. Adam looked for her up and

ran back outside. She quietly but quickly ran from the house. She ran out to the street.

She continued her running. She saw a police car, and flagged it down, “Thank god,”

she said to herself. “Thank you.” “Who tried killing you?” Said the policeman. “A

man named Adam Copeland. He pretends to be a sheriff but he murdered some of my

friends. “Well let’s first get you out of here,” said the policeman. “Thank you so much,”

said Erica.


Erica fell asleep and woke up in the car. She saw a man and a car in front of her. “This

guy looks like he is having car trouble, let me help him.” Said the Officer. Erica could not really see him.

It took until the policeman got out of the car for her to notice Adam. She screamed

for the policeman to stop, but the doors were locked and he could not hear her. “You

needs some help?” Said the policeman. Adam turned towards the policeman and slit

his throat with the machete. Erica screamed. The policeman fell to the ground.

Adam smiled and started to walk towards Erica. “No,” she screamed. She grabbed

the wheel and drove right onto Adam. He lied motionless and she backed up into

him just to make sure he was dead, she drove off. She looked back at the road and saw

Adam dead. She smiled and turned, but before she could react Boom! her car crashed into

a tree. Her head jarred into the steering wheel. She was dead. The quiet was interrupted

by the continuous blare of the car’s horn.