I attended the area forest with my mountain bike earlier this week and believing that given it was such a sunny day, an awful lot of other people may have taken their mountain bike out for one ride around too. I had been wrong. I got there and rode around on my bike for a short time and thought it felt quite eerie there was me on my cycle without the next person around. I’m wrong again.
I personally enjoyed the first 30 minutes, thrashing around until I hit a bump and flew off my mountain bikes, hitting a tree in the process and hurting my shoulder. My bike was fine, not damaged in any way, therefore i returned to check exactly what the bump was. Choosing my mountain bike and walking back in where I fell, I saw that what I’d hit what looked like there was a black bag with something in it. I dropped my bike and opened the bag. Inside would have been a rotting corpse.
I got back up and rode to the nearest opening in the woods and rang the police. The police turned up and I rode my mountain bike back over to where the maggot infested body was and then made another gruesome discovery. As the policeman pulled open the bag I realised that the body was my friend and fellow mountain bike enthusiast Leroy. I wondered what had happened to Leroy, whether he had been killed then dumped or whether he had tried some ridiculous trick on his bike, whilst inside a black bag, either way he was dead and looking pretty rank.
After Leroy was reclaimed for forensics and stuff, and I had made a statement, We obtained back on my cycle and continued to ride for a few more hours. It had been starting to get dark causing all of this mtb riding was wearing me out. I slowly rode my mtb right at the end within the woods, outside the car parking, by using your intension of sticking my mtb around the rack of my car and driving home for tea and also to tell my family about finding my best mate and fellow mountain bike lover dead inside a black bag inside the woods.
As I approached the car park, I stopped suddenly as I heard loud screaming. I turned and saw people in the distance and quickly rode over to see what the commotion was. It was a large group of men and my wife, doing unmentionable things. I decided from that point onwards, I would never ride my bike in the woods ever again.
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