Hey guys! So, how'd you like Chapter One of my new book "The Creature Within"? Exciting? Boring? Well, it's so nice to see that the first chapter came out as a pretty great success.
And now, for all you bookworms out there...here is Chapter Two of "The Creature Within"!
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Arriving at Camp Freezemouth was...well, pretty boring. I got out of the car and started exploring. Well, never mind about exploring. There WAS nothing to explore. Trees surrounded you, and the only thing you could see in the distance were those awful, ugly, DECAYING TREES.
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A cool and chilly breeze swooped across my face, carrying my long brown hair directly into my mouth. I swatted the hair away, and continued to explore. The breeze came as a surprise for me. Why would there be a breeze when there are no clouds anywhere?
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Nothing seemed to be different from all of the other camp sites we went to. But I noticed something. There was a creepy feeling. You know, that feeling you get when you feel like you're being watched? Yeah, THAT feeling. My goosebumps popped out, making me feel all tingly and timid.
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Feeling tense and uncomfortable, I skipped back to the campsite. I decided to get my bike and go around Camp Freeze Mouth. Maybe it wouldn't be so scary if I could stop hyperventilating.
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Hopping on my bike, I drove out of the campsite and onto the main road. It was quite dark by this time, about 7:00 PM, but what the heck? I've been through worse. I've actually hiked up a steep mountain at 10:00 PM at night! 7:00 PM? No biggie.
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I dove through the bushes and the trees, following the main road. The funny thing to me was that there wasn't anyone else here. At least when you go to a campsite, you would see some other people, right? Well, there weren't any here.
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I took a small trail that went right into the forest. I kept going, and going, and going...and going. 10 minutes passed. 20 minutes passed. 40 minutes passed.
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By now, I was starting to get worried. It was almost 8:00 PM, and this trail still hadn't ended. I looked back to see if anyone was following me. Nothing. The chirping of the birds had disappeared, and it made me feel scared. I mean, who wants to be in a dark place all by yourself? That hiking trip I went to was with a group, so it wasn't scary at all. But by myself? I don't think so.
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I decided to go back the way I came. Getting on my bike, I started to pedal. Then I noticed that the gears were loose. I couldn't get anywhere without my bike now.
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Slowly walking, I followed the path, thinking that I should be able to get out of here. I kept walking and walking. About an hour had passed already and I still hadn't found a way to get out. I was starting to freak out, get hallucinations of evil ghosts and ghouls chasing me from behind. I started to quicken my pace, and at one point, I was already running.
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I ran and ran until I ran out of breath. What happened to this trail? Why haven't I gotten out yet? I kept on walking for about 10 more minutes, but I was still in the forest.
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At that time, I decided to sit down on the dusty ground and rest. If I've been trying to get out of here for one and a half hours, what were the chances that I'd make it out of here NOW?
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Will I EVER get out?
