Eek! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, I forgot I even wrote this story. How smart am I?

"-Serial Killers? Are they serious?" the guy in the trenchcoat asked. Vira and Jake ignored him and ran into the woods.

"Wait! We forgot the food! Where do I park this hunka junk?" he yelled after them.

In the woods...

"You know, I feel like we're actually in the movie," Jake said, turning his camera on and waving it around real fast. "Omigod! Evil Serial killer ghost! Eeee!" Vira hit him with her camera.

"Hey! Don't break it! It's that other guy's!" he whined. Vira ignored him and took photos of the trees.

"Wow... It's so... uplifting... I never thought I would get this close to somewhere as full of nature as this," she sighed. Jake blinked.

"Haven't you ever been camping before? You know, when you were a kid?" he asked. Vira shook her head and her eyes twinkled.

"No, I never left the house, but it's better than I thought!"

"Yeesh, what kinda Wicca are you? What'd you do? Talk to your mom's potted plants?" Vira's eyes moved from side to side.

"...Maybe," she said quickly before walking a little faster. Jake shook his head and turned around. The other guy was walking up the hill, carrying everything on his back.

"Hey! Hurry up... um... Whatever your name is!" Jake shouted. The guy growled and proceeded to yell:

"MY NAME IS-"

The sound of Vira screaming grabs their attention. The guy drops everything he has and runs to the screaming. Jake whines because his Cheetos are smushed and all of the cigarettes he packed have been smoked for some mysterious reason.

"OH MY GOD!" Vira started screaming and pointed to a bloody mess on the ground.

"What happened here?" the guy asked. She sobbed and held out her finger to him.

"I sniff sniff broke a naaaaaill! Waaaah!" she sobbed.

Guy and Jake: X.X

"I mean, what happened with the blodd?" he asked.

"Haha! The authoress mispelled 'blood'!" Jake laughed. The authoress glares darkly at the screen and begins to write ways to kill Jake for making fun of her oh-so-beautiful typos.

"What blood? Oh! I didn't notice this!" Vira chirped. The guy rolled his eyes and looked down.

"Probably just a squirrel, let's go," he said. Vira happily followed and Jake tried to smoke a used cigarette, which he shouldn't have because he's under eighteen! Seventeen and a half does NOT round up to eighteen when it deals with age, if it did, I would be driving around in a kickass car right now. Thank you.

"I don't think it's a squirrel man," Jake said. Vira turned around.

"Yeah, I bet it was one of the victims of Russel Parr's ghost!" Vira giggled. Jake put on a fake scared face.

"What? You mean he's still here! Noooo! I'm too young and handsome to diiiiiie! I wanna go home! Waaaah!" Jake moaned. Vira was laughing her butt off, but the other guy sighed and looked away.

"I hope you two go first..." he muttered.

"Pardon?" asked Jake. The guy looked up, realizing he was thinking aloud.

"Erm... Ah... He look! A duck!" he said, pointing up. Vira clapped.

"Yaaaaay! Let's eat it!" she said.

"You don't eat ducks, you're a vegetarian!" he said, "Meat bad for you."

"Ducks aren't meat! They're water fowl!" she argued.

"Is there a difference?" the guy asked. Jake shrugged and pointed at the sky.

"It's getting dark, let's set up camp."

"'Kay."

"Whatever."

Jake looked into his lens one last time before turning it off.

"Our first night in the Blair Witch Forest begiiiiiiins!"

"Jake, there's a spider on your shoulder."

"Waaaaaaaaaah!"

Camera goes off now.