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Spinelli Woods, Esq: OMG, you are so close the answer to this mystery, it is scary! Well, we'll see if you're right, and what exactly is going on out here!
Chapter Fourteen: Questions Without Answers
The next morning, Bob and Lawson skipped breakfast (much to the latter's dismay) and headed for the counselors' office to find out what had happened to Vince. Bob also wondered about his friend Lance, who had walked in the Winners' Walk alongside Vince. Was he gone too?
They finally reached Larry's office and was a little startled when he burst out all of a sudden, same dopey smile slapped on his face. Lawson secretly wished to slap it OFF his face...
"Hey, fellas," Larry greeted in his usual cheery way. "Why aren't you at breakfast?"
"Listen, we were a little worried about a friend of our's," Bob started off, ignoring the look of death from Lawson about referring to Vince as a FRIEND. "See, he was in the Winners' Walk last night, but he didn't come back to the cabin afterwards."
"Uh-huh. Well, let's see what my little clipboard here says," Larry muttered, flipping through some pages he had on it. "What's your friend's name?"
"Vince LaSalle," Bob answered. "And I was also wondering about a guy named Lance I met the other day."
"Vince and Lance," Larry said to himself. He looked up from his clipboard. "Sorry, son, I believe they checked out. Have a nice day!"
"Checked out?" Bob asked, watching Larry walk off. "What does THAT mean?"
"It means they left, so that means we can forget about them," Lawson answered. "Can we PLEASE get some grub now?"
"Hold on a minute," Bob told him. "Doesn't strike you as odd that Vince would just leave without telling anyone?"
"Why? He never tells me anything."
Bob sighed. "I mean, you don't just go home from a two-week camp when you've only been around for like three days. He would have told us he was leaving. Or at least we would've seen him pack his stuff."
"Whatever," Lawson said, who was too hungry at the moment to care if the President was the one missing. "Just leave it, man, and let's get some FOOD. You know, that stuff you eat to keep you from STARVING? Hint hint."
That night, Bob kept worrying about Vince, Lance, and Tim. What on earth was going on with this camp? It was almost like Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
He was about to doze off, when he heard something outside the cabin. Curious, Bob decided to crawl out, being sure to wake Lawson up, and check it out. He made it to the outside without any problem, and watched from where he was as the counselors made a path toward the woods, just like they had done last night.
Bob wanted to find out what exactly what they were up to, not satisfied with the "stag party" scenario, and quietly followed them. Bob immediately began to think that this whole thing was like one of those movies where the kid follows the weirdos out in the forest only to find that they were some kind of cult. That gave him the chills, so he forced it from his mind.
After about ten minutes, Bob noticed a small, white, dome-shaped building. It looked as if the counselors where heading towards it. Confused, he stopped and hid behind a bush and waited until the adults were all inside before progressing after them. He took a deep breath, and went inside and down the stairs.
Whoa, creepy! A building in the woods! Will Bob find out the truth behind Camp All-Star? Are the counselors really part of a cult? Gotta keep reading to find out!
Spinelli Woods, Esq: OMG, you are so close the answer to this mystery, it is scary! Well, we'll see if you're right, and what exactly is going on out here!
Chapter Fourteen: Questions Without Answers
The next morning, Bob and Lawson skipped breakfast (much to the latter's dismay) and headed for the counselors' office to find out what had happened to Vince. Bob also wondered about his friend Lance, who had walked in the Winners' Walk alongside Vince. Was he gone too?
They finally reached Larry's office and was a little startled when he burst out all of a sudden, same dopey smile slapped on his face. Lawson secretly wished to slap it OFF his face...
"Hey, fellas," Larry greeted in his usual cheery way. "Why aren't you at breakfast?"
"Listen, we were a little worried about a friend of our's," Bob started off, ignoring the look of death from Lawson about referring to Vince as a FRIEND. "See, he was in the Winners' Walk last night, but he didn't come back to the cabin afterwards."
"Uh-huh. Well, let's see what my little clipboard here says," Larry muttered, flipping through some pages he had on it. "What's your friend's name?"
"Vince LaSalle," Bob answered. "And I was also wondering about a guy named Lance I met the other day."
"Vince and Lance," Larry said to himself. He looked up from his clipboard. "Sorry, son, I believe they checked out. Have a nice day!"
"Checked out?" Bob asked, watching Larry walk off. "What does THAT mean?"
"It means they left, so that means we can forget about them," Lawson answered. "Can we PLEASE get some grub now?"
"Hold on a minute," Bob told him. "Doesn't strike you as odd that Vince would just leave without telling anyone?"
"Why? He never tells me anything."
Bob sighed. "I mean, you don't just go home from a two-week camp when you've only been around for like three days. He would have told us he was leaving. Or at least we would've seen him pack his stuff."
"Whatever," Lawson said, who was too hungry at the moment to care if the President was the one missing. "Just leave it, man, and let's get some FOOD. You know, that stuff you eat to keep you from STARVING? Hint hint."
That night, Bob kept worrying about Vince, Lance, and Tim. What on earth was going on with this camp? It was almost like Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
He was about to doze off, when he heard something outside the cabin. Curious, Bob decided to crawl out, being sure to wake Lawson up, and check it out. He made it to the outside without any problem, and watched from where he was as the counselors made a path toward the woods, just like they had done last night.
Bob wanted to find out what exactly what they were up to, not satisfied with the "stag party" scenario, and quietly followed them. Bob immediately began to think that this whole thing was like one of those movies where the kid follows the weirdos out in the forest only to find that they were some kind of cult. That gave him the chills, so he forced it from his mind.
After about ten minutes, Bob noticed a small, white, dome-shaped building. It looked as if the counselors where heading towards it. Confused, he stopped and hid behind a bush and waited until the adults were all inside before progressing after them. He took a deep breath, and went inside and down the stairs.
Whoa, creepy! A building in the woods! Will Bob find out the truth behind Camp All-Star? Are the counselors really part of a cult? Gotta keep reading to find out!