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Chapter 3: Car, Lost, Abduction
12:00 P.M. The Next Day
Virginia stared at her comrades as they packed up the tent and all of the supplies. She shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe it wasn't a shark."
Jet and Gallows looked up. "Wha?"
Clive stared at her with icy eyes behind his glasses. "Okay, then what was it?"
"It was a shark," Gallows pointed out.
"Maybe it was a deer or something," Virginia suggested.
Clive put an index finger up. "Or maybe something, like...a shark? Yeah! I hate to break it to ya! But deer don't have dorsal fins, okay? Deer don't have friggin' razor sharp teeth, okay?"
"I didn't get a good look at it!" Virginia hissed angrily.
"You didn't need a good look!" Clive snapped. "You didn't need ANY kind of a look! 'Cause it...it...was a gray thing with beady eyes!"
"It had gills," Jet stated, giving his opinion.
Clive looked at him. "Wha...? Oh yeah! IT WAS TOTALLY SHARKY...COMPLETE!"
Gallows looked up at him with a cocked eyebrow. "Dude, what does that mean? Totally sharky complete?"
Clive looked confused. "It...It...aw shit man... Aw shit..."
Virginia shook her head. "I think you guys just had a nightmare."
12:30 P.M Out in the woods walking
"It was a shark. Shark. Shark," Clive muttered as he walked.
"Would you just let the shark thing go?" Virginia snarled behind him. "It was probably an owl."
"Shark, shark, shark, shark..."
Virginia rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine. Maybe it was a Wood Shark."
Clive flipped around and stared at her. "I-I'm not talking to you anymore. Forget it." He turned around and continued walking.
Gallows let out a groan. "How much farther? Ow...I gotta blister. My shoe's untied...wait, I'm wearing boots... I'm holdin' it but I gotta go eventually."
"Gallows makes an excellent point," Jet said dully, "when are we gonna get there?"
"Aren't we supposed to be on a trail or something?" Clive snarled.
"I know exactly where we are," Virginia said from behind. "Trust me."
Gallows froze. "Dudes," he said looking over his shoulder at his backpack, "what's all this slime on my stuff?"
It was true. Thick, gloopy, gray slime was smeared all over the Baskar's back.
"What is that?" Virginia exclaimed.
Clive made a disgusted face.
"You've been singled out..." Jet murmured.
"How come it's only on my stuff," Gallows growled, irritated.
1:00 P.M Still walking
"Where are we?" Jet asked, looking around uneasily.
"I know exactly where we are," Virginia said loudly.
Clive snorted. "You so don't know where we are. You so don't know! We're lost! I'll tell ya where we are! We're in the place of lost!"
"I have a map!" Virginia snapped.
"Well, then just pull it out and get me outta here!" Clive snarled. "'Cause I'm outta here man! I'm gone!"
"Wait!" Virginia hissed. "Did you agree to do this project?"
"Yeah! I agreed to a scouted out project. Scouted out! S c o u t e d! O u t!"
"Whoa, whoa!" Gallows yelped, putting his hands up in a peaceful matter. "Dude, chill okay?"
Virginia reached into her pocket and froze. Nothing was there. "The map... Where's the map?"
Clive's eyes were huge. "Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
"Did you really lose the map?" Jet asked, taking a sideward glance at Virginia.
Clive was spazzing out. "WAIT! THERE'S NO MAP? OH MY GOD! THIS IS IT! WE'RE LOOOOOOOOOOOOOST! WE ARE SERIOUSLY TOTALLY DEAD! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Clive took off, running smack into a tree. He fell onto the ground and fainted.
Jet and Gallows stared at Virginia, smiling. "You do have the map, right?"
Virginia shook her head.
Their smiles vanished, replaced by panicky faces.
"WWWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHFUCCCUWAHAAAHAAH!"
Both Jet and Gallows took off, only to suffer the same fate as Clive. Running into a tree and passing out.
2:00 P.M Pointlessly walking (Still)
The four walked on, panting slightly.
Clive groaned. "We're goin' in circles."
"I think he's right man," Jet agreed. "I keep on seeing these same tire marks."
Virginia froze, staring at the white powdery ground beneath her. "These are our tire marks... I knew this looked familiar! This is where we parked our car! It's gone..."
"Bummer..." Gallows stated, raising his eyebrows.
Clive gasped. "It took our car, man! It took our car!"
Jet's eyes suddenly traveled toward a nearby tree, then suddenly grew wider. "Whoa..."
The other three glanced as well and gasped. A rope held dangling in front of them a stick figure made from shrubs and branches.
"Uh-oh..." Clive whispered. "This is not good. This is not good at all."
Virginia took out her camera. "Who do you think did this?" she asked the others.
Clive scratched his chin. "Ummm... Lemme see... Demons?"
"Like...we should find camp before it gets dark," Gallows suggested.
"Yeah..." Jet said with a nod.
All of a sudden, everything was pitch black.
"Whoa!" Jet's voice exclaimed.
"That doesn't happen..." Clive's voice whispered. "Does that happen?"
"Maybe the sun went behind a cloud," Virginia's voice stated, giving her opinion.
Clive growled. "Well, then that must be one big, friggin', cloud! Damn..." He suddenly started crying. "Why is it me? Why do I have to put up with this man?"
8:00 P.M laying awake in tent
Rustling.
Virginia, Jet, and Clive shivered as a faint sound of rustling filled their ears. Gathering their courage, the three looked at the open tent flap to see-
"Gallows!" Jet snarled angrily.
Gallows with branch at hand, laughed. "Gotcha guys!"
"Gallows, really!" Clive whined.
"C'mon Gallows, don't do that..." Virginia whimpered.
Gallows put an index finger up. "Okay, you guys have got to chill. I've been thinkin'. Everything can be explained...'cept the shark, okay? Sticks in the trees, some kids ripped off our car and went for a joy ride. There is no Blair...Whatever, alright?" He gave a grin, which suddenly vanished. "WAAAH!" Gallows fell face first into the tent floor and was dragged off into the woods by a mysterious being.
Clive gave a shriek; Virginia screamed; Jet gasped.
"GALLOWS!"
"C'mon! We gotta get'im!" Jet yelled, grabbing the flashlight and rushing out of the tent.
"Omigod..." Virginia muttered, running after him with Clive at her side.
They ran forward through the brush, twigs snapping at their faces. Darkness impaled them, creating figures at their every glance.
"GALLOWS!" Clive hollered.
"WHERE ARE YA BUDDY?" Jet screamed.
"GET BACK TO THE TENT!" Virginia shrieked, fear grasping her soul.
"OH YEAH! SURE!" Clive screeched. "NOTHING COULD EVER PENETRATE THE NYLON! WHO COULD BREAK THROUGH IT?"
Virginia grasped her camera, and pointed it at herself, turning it on. "I'm scared! I'm running! And I know if I don't stop...IT WILL KILL ME!"
"Hey guys!" Jet yelled, kneeling beside a bush. "Come here."
Virginia rushed up to him with Clive at her side, bending down beside Jet.
Jet turned off the flashlight, full darkness flowing through the night. "Okay, if we run, it can hear us. If the light is on, it can see us. Be completely still. And quiet."
Moments passed, their panting fill the air heavily.
Virginia felt something. "Jet?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you...feeling me up?"
Silence.
"A little..."
"Stop it!"
I dunno about you, but this makes me laugh. Well, third chapter's done. NEXT ONE IS THE GRAND FINALE! WHAT IS THE BLAIR WHATEVER? DID GALLOWS GET TORN APART? WHY AM I SAYING THESE THINGS? ...Bye-bye. P.S my next story is going to be making fun of another movie. Can you help me choose? Frankenstein or Titanic? Answer in the Reviews please!