Thatch bit his lip slightly, looking from left to right. He hated to say it, even mentally, but... they were lost.

He meant... he knew the way back, but he also knew he'd been walking in circles for a while now. And thanks to it, he had no idea where they were. He couldn't admit to it though, as Mantha was mad enough at him already. If he actually said they were lost, well then it was going to be a miserable couple of days.

Maybe he should turn back. As much as it would stink, it might keep them from getting lost overnight. And that would be worse than having everyone mad at him. So... despite how made Mantha was gonna be... he was going to have to man up and head back.

Slowly he lifted the map, just to be sure they were for sure lost, when his next step resulted in his right foot landing on nothing. And soon he went tumbling down what he believed to be a small, steep cliff.


Casper gasped at what he witnessed, rushing over to the edge of the cliff just in time to see Thatch face plant onto the cold, unforgiving ground. He was shaking horribly, but one could he was attempting to pick himself back up, so thankfully he wasn't critically injured or anything.

The ghost quickly floated down to him, helping him into a sitting position. From the corner of his eye, he could see Mantha and Ra sliding down beside them as well.

" Geez, are you ok man? "

Ra asked softly, sounding just as shocked as everyone else that Thatch just fell down a small cliff.

" That was a wicked tumble. "

" Ugh... "

Thatch grunted slightly, holding his right ankle tenderly.

" F-fine... j-just a little- "

" AH! "

A voice shrieked, causing the boys to spin around in shock to find Mantha picking up the map. Or rather... the shredded remains of the map. The zombie growled and crumpled the remains in her hand, snapping over in Thatch's direction.

" What's wrong with you?! "

" What?! "

Thatch yelped, finally getting furious with how the zombie was treating him.

" You think I meant to fall down a cliff?! You think I meant to tare up the map?! What's wrong with you?! "

" You're whats wrong! Why did you have to be in our group?! You're making this a total nightmare! You can't find a camping sight, you got us lost, and now we might not be able to get back! You're... you're a nightmare! "

Thatch almost immediately back down, looking at the ground sadly. He took a few steps back, crossing his arms and pulling his cape around himself. Casper bit his lip, walking over and between the two so it wouldn't become any worse.

" L-let's just go try to find the clearing, and ask the headmasters for a new map. Ok? "

Mantha huffed and began to storm away. Casper turned and tried to look at Thatch, only to have him push his way past him. Casper couldn't even see his face, but he hoped the other was ok.

It took them some time, but they finally returned to the clearing. But... well, it was needless to say the headmasters weren't happy with their return. The twin headed creature glared at the four and threw the new map at their feet before slithering back over to the pirate ship. Thatch made a move to grab it, when Mantha slapped his hand away, glaring at him spitefully.

" Don't. "

She hissed.

" You've done enough. "

The girl snagged the map and stormed off, Ra following close behind in hopes of keeping her calm. Casper frowned, not at all impressed with the zombies behavior. Seriously, what was up with her? Turning to make sure the other was alright, the ghost gasped at what he saw. Thatch was biting his lip and crossing his arms, tears lining his eyes. Before Casper could say anything, however, the vampire simply walked passed him and began to follow Mantha and Ra, still keeping a slight distance. The ghost frowned, silently following as well.