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Cry Baby Bridge by Rob Fields
A young group of friends want to test the legend of their own "Cry Baby Bridge" but things may be more real than they could ever imagine...
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The boys suddenly awoke when they heard the loud noise off in the distance. One of them turned on the battery-powered lantern. The three of them yawned and slowly sat up inside the tent where they were sleeping.\\xa0
\\u201cAw, man . . . ! You better not have farted again, Chunker,\\u201d the boy with the crewcut on the right side of the tent groaned.\\xa0
\\u201cI didn\\u2019t, dude,\\u201d the husky boy on the left side muttered.\\xa0
The skinny boy in the middle put his glasses on. \\u201cTrust me, if Chunker would have let one go, we\\u2019d have known it. We\\u2019re all in this tent, right?\\u201d\\xa0
The right boy pushed the middle one a little. \\u201cWhy you gotta be such a nerd, Horton?\\u201d
Horton looked to his right. \\u201cI\\u2019m just saying, Chapman. Chunker would have cleared us out of this tent.\\u201d
Chunker had a mischievous grin. \\u201cWhat, you mean like this?\\u201d He sat up a little bit. BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
Chapman and Horton quickly fumbled over one another trying to escape from the tent as Chunker sat there and laughed. As soon as the two boys were out and on their feet, Horton turned and pointed to the tent. \\u201cChunker, you sick pig!\\u201d
Chunker was still laughing as he crawled out of the tent. Then he stood with his two friends.\\xa0
Horton sighed. \\u201cGreat! Now what are we going to do? Chunker just fumigated the tent.\\u201d
Chapman slapped Chunker\\u2019s arm. \\u201cC\\u2019mon, man, you can at least open up the tent and air it out. Geez!\\u201d
Chunker raised his hands. \\u201cOkay, okay . . .\\u201d
As Chunker lifted and tied up the flaps to the tent entrance, Horton was getting the campfire going again.\\xa0
\\u201cAny idea what time it is?\\u201d Chapman asked.\\xa0
Chunker had his smartphone on him. \\u201cIt\\u2019s almost four \\u2013 in the morning!\\u201d
Suddenly, the boys were startled when they heard the original sound that work them up in the first place.\\xa0
\\u201cAw, man!\\u201d Chunker complained. \\u201cReally? An owl?\\u201d
Chapman groaned. \\u201cWell, some stupid owl woke us up, and Chunker ripped inside the tent. What are we gonna do now?\\u201d
\\u201cHey, maybe we can sit around the fire and tell more ghost stories,\\u201d Horton suggested. \\u201cLike we did last night.\\u201d
\\u201cSounds good,\\u201d Chapman said.\\xa0
\\u201cYeah, why not?\\u201d Chunker agreed.\\xa0
The other boys joined Horton, who began first by telling the urban legend of the Gang High Beam Initiation. When he finished, he stressed that, \\u201cIt actually happened on the other side of Strickfield, over along Township Road 113.\\u201d
Chapman spoke up. \\u201cYeah? Well, I heard a story about this college couple that got murdered in an apartment just near the college.\\u201d He told the story as best as he could recall hearing it. Then he finished by saying, \\u201cIt was said that the roommate came back the next morning and found their bodies, he also found this message on the wall \\u2013 written in blood! It said, JUST BE GLAD YOU DIDN\\u2019T TURN ON THE LIGHT!!!! That part never made the newspapers, by the way.\\u201d
\\u201cGeez, Chapman, that does sound pretty scary,\\u201d Horton said. Then he turned to the other boy. \\u201cHow about you, Chunker? You got a story?\\u201d
Chunker opened the cooler they had brought with them and took out a soda. He cracked it open and took a drink. \\u201cYeah, I got one.\\u201d He nodded in the direction of the deserted road they were camping off of. \\u201cIt\\u2019s actually not too far from here, the old Cry Baby Bridge.\\u201d
He told the story about how just after the American Civil War, Abigail Tomlin, a poor woman, and her fianc\\xe9, Alvin, a rich lord Abigail had been promised to, had been fighting all through their courtship. Prior to their wedding night, when they had had their last fight, Abigail had taken their baby boy, Arthur, and fled. Alvin\\u2019s carriage had caught up to Abigail\\u2019s as it was nearing the outskirts of Strickfield.\\xa0
As Abigail got out of her carriage, Alvin drew his gun and shot at Abigail. She moved, but ended up taking the bullet in her shoulder. She was bleeding all over her wedding dress fast. She knew she couldn\\u2019t let Alvin have Arthur. Unbeknownst to Alvin, Abigail also had a gun. She took aim and shot Alvin, wounding him also.\\xa0
Abigail took the baby out of the damaged carriage and fled. She was in a great deal of pain from the bullet. She could hear Alvin screaming for her, that he would finish her and take their son back. Abigail couldn\\u2019t keep the crying Arthur quiet and knew Alvin would soon be on them.\\xa0
By the time Alvin had caught up to his runaway bride, she had reached a metal bridge that spanned the Castalia River. The water below was high and rushing. All little Arthur could do was cry and cry.\\xa0
Abigail took a last stand against Alvin and tried to shoot him, but Alvin was faster and shot her first. Abigail was mortally wounded now as she moved to the center of the bridge. She still had both Arthur and her gun. Alvin raised his gun and demanded Abigail give Arthur back. When she wouldn\\u2019t, he shot her one last time. Abigail fell over the side of the bridge and into the raging river \\u2013 with baby Arthur still cradled in her arms! Both she and the baby disappeared down the river.\\xa0
A search was conducted by the authorities of many neighboring towns and villages. The bodies of neither Abigail Tomlin nor Arthur were ever found.\\xa0
\\u201cNow . . . if you go near that same bridge . . . the one over on Indian Hollow Road \\u2013 this road . . .\\u201d Chunker looked from Horton to Chapman and back again. \\u201cJust wait a while . . . You just might hear the sounds of little baby Arthur Tomlin crying and crying. That\\u2019s why it\\u2019s called the Cry Baby Bridge by the people who have told the story over the years.\\u201d
Chapman had his arms folded in front of him. \\u201cYou really expect us to believe that, Chunker?\\u201d
Chunker raised both of his hands. \\u201cHey! I\\u2019m just telling you the way my dad told my older brother Kenny and me.\\u201d He raised his finger. \\u201cHe also said that anyone who hears the crying baby ends up dying before morning. That\\u2019s why no one really drives down this road at night.\\u201d
Chapman wasn\\u2019t convinced. \\u201cOh, yeah? How?\\u201d
Chunker shrugged. \\u201cDad said no one really knows for sure. He said no one lives long enough to say what happens.\\u201d
Chapman shook his head slowly. \\u201cI can\\u2019t believe I let you talk me into sleeping out here after we just finished sixth grade.\\u201d
\\u201cHey! We could go and check it out,\\u201d Horton suggested. \\u201cChunker did say that bridge isn\\u2019t too far from here, right?\\u201d
Chunker pointed south. \\u201cThe Cry Baby Bridge is less than a mile from here.\\u201d
Chapman considered it. Then he clapped his hands once. \\u201cOkay . . . Fine, let\\u2019s go check it out.\\u201d
The three friends got up and made their way to the one-lane gravel road. The moon was full and helped give them light as they made their way along. Soon they saw the bridge just ahead.\\xa0
\\u201cWhat are you looking up on your phone, Chunker?\\u201d Chapman asked.\\xa0
\\u201cNothing . . . just checking something.\\u201d
Chapman pointed to the bridge. \\u201cWe\\u2019re here.\\u201d \\xa0
\\u201cMan, the bridge looks just like it did all those years ago,\\u201d Chunker said. \\u201cJust like in this picture.\\u201d
The three of them looked on Chunker\\u2019s smartphone at the old black-and-white picture of the bridge taken after it was completed. The only real difference between then and now was that the bridge in the real world was rust-colored. Chunker put the phone away, and the three of them looked ahead to the bridge.\\xa0
After looking at it for a long moment, the boys walked to the bridge. When they reached the edge of it, they stopped. None of them said anything. Finally, Horton got bold and stepped onto the bridge. Chapman wanted to protest, but then he saw Chunker was stepping onto it. Chapman groaned and followed Chunker.\\xa0
They reached the center of the bridge. Horton moved to the side and looked down at the water. \\u201cIt doesn\\u2019t look so raging now, like you said in your story, Chunker.\\u201d
\\u201cIt does when it storms for a while,\\u201d Chunker said.\\xa0
The three of them just stood there and waited.\\xa0
\\u201cI don\\u2019t hear anything,\\u201d Chapman said.\\xa0
They continued to stand there. Soon, they thought they heard something. It started out softly at first. It sounded like . . . baby cries. The cries sounded innocently enough. Then they started to become louder and more frightening. The three friends looked at one another in fear.\\xa0
Suddenly, a figure appeared from behind them and grabbed hold of both Horton\\u2019s and Chapman\\u2019s shoulders as it screamed loudly! The three of them turned to see the figure was dressed in black and had a glowing white skull in place of its face.\\xa0
Horton and Chapman screamed before they turned and run. They quickly noticed that Chunker wasn\\u2019t with them. They turned around and saw both the figure and Chunker pointing at them and laughing hysterically.\\xa0
Chapman raised his arms outward. \\u201cWhat the heck is this?!\\u201d
\\u201cKenny? Is that you?\\u201d Horton asked.\\xa0
The figure removed the glowing mask. Kenny Chunk turned to his younger brother and slapped a high-five with him. \\u201cWe got\\u2019em, little bro. I knew after Dad told us the story, we could scare people with it.\\u201d
\\u201cYeah, it sure worked,\\u201d Chunker agreed. \\u201cJust like you said it would. Those owl hoots were a nice touch, too.\\u201d
Chunker explained that he was awake in the tent. He and Kenny were texting each other and came up with the idea on how to scare Horton and Chapman with the local urban legend of the Cry Baby Bridge.\\xa0
\\u201cOkay, Kenny, so how did you get the baby crying to happen, then?\\u201d Chapman demanded.\\xa0
Kenny motioned for them to come with him. They walked off the bridge and made their way down to the water. Sure enough, there was a big speaker attacked to the side of the bridge. Kenny raised his smartphone.'