A girl named Sarah plays a game of truth or dare with her friends when locked in her school. Which turns out to be a bad idea. They end up summoning something, something of the unknown. What will happen? Read now to find out!
In the 'Camp 24/7' we saw a few people. But no counselor. "Hey wait a sec..." Bridget whispered in my ear. "Don't these people look like the kids that were hanged in that hallway?..." I froze. They didn't attack us though... They must've thought we were part of them! I told Bridget this. She sighed a sigh of relief. "But that lady that wanted to kill us will notify us right away!" She whispered. I thought for a moment. "I got it!" I said. "We can use this dirt, and put it on our faces like the hanged people! And then...we have to use these sticks to cut ourselves, and use our blood to put on our necks! And then finally, we cut our clothing to look like them more! We might need to use your white lipstick on us too..." Bridget was amazed. "Let's do it!" We got to work. It was a bit uncomfortable with all that stuff on us, plus the cut from the stick, but it was worth it not to get caught by that woman. "We look just like them!" Bridget exclaimed. We suddenly felt a chill in the air. The lady must be back. We went behind some of the other people here.
She floated near the campfire. She threw some ashes and a piece of paper. The fire went crazy. "Akazisoma!" She yelled. "Aroma la Keizai rasa!" The people yelled back. Since this kept repeating, we decided to join in so we wouldn't get caught. "Raza Komiz La Sojiz Re forsin lafos!" The lady cried, and the trees started to sway. That was when I noticed there were graves around us. Ghosts rose from the graves. They had axes and knives with them. They looked like they had been used before. There was blood on their clothes and faces. They also had no eyes, which I was getting used to. But that doesn't mean it still wasn't scary. "So?" The lady asked the ghosts. The ghosts bowed down. "Do!" The lady stated, and the ghosts began to follow her into the deeper part of the forest. Bridget and I took this as a chance to run. "Let's go!" I whisper-yelled to her. We ran to Jerome's house. His house HAS to be safe. We dusted off all the things off us, and we knocked at his door. He welcomed us in. Long story short, we got to sleep at his house, and nothing happened overnight. Unless you count the noises of babies crying in the next room over. And the creepy beeping noises. But overall, nothing happened. I hope we can solve this...
...and avenge everyone who died for us.
