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As promised, everyone went out into the woods later that evening to search for clues. Trouble was, no one could really pinpoint where Mr. Maxwell had camped, since his location wasn't exactly mentioned. So, each group searched in the five different camp grounds in the woods.

Scooby and the gang searched in the center grounds, Elm Stream; The Clue Club searched the grounds to the north near Crystal Lakeside; the Pussycats searched to the south by the games field, Kid's Play; Speed Buggy and his gang searched to the east on the beach grounds, Shell Razors; and the Fangface gang searched to the west near the hills, High Hikers.

Now, each of the grounds were famous for legends of some hazardous crimes that took place long ago. Elm Stream was famous for many children being dragged out there by a psycho, and found later dead with burns and cuts on their skin; Crystal Lakeside was famous for a camper who had drowned, and who's mother went psycho and slaughtered the whole camp; Kid's Play involved a man who practiced voodoo and transferred his soul into a child's toy, and tried to possess the child next; Shell Razors involved a demon who had nails driven into his head and was locked away in a puzzle box, and if it were ever opened he'd be released and kill again; and High Hikers was famous for a masked serial-killer who committed countless murders. …One thing that each of the campsites had in common was that none of their legends truly died.

…So it was no wonder each and every one of the cowards in the gang were freaking out.

"L-L-Like, did we HAVE to come out here after dark?" Shaggy stammered as he and the rest of Mystery Inc. arrived on the grounds.

"Relax, Shaggy, there's nothing to be scared of," Freddy said.

"Are you kidding? Did you not hear about the legend of Eddy Grueler, how he roams the woods at night searching for new victims with his razor-sharp scissor-hands?"

"That was just a story based off some horror movie," Daphne replied, rolling her eyes. "Some kid couldn't think up a good scary story, so he ripped one off instead."

"Daphne's right, Shaggy. It's just a story," Velma added. "Now lets get searching for clues."

"Right. Shaggy, you and Scooby go that way, and me and the girls will go this way," Freddy said, and they split up.

"Like, why is it that every time we split up, Freddy gets the girls?" Shaggy asked.

"I rave ro ridea," Scooby replied with a shrug.

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Larry, DD, Pepper, Woofer, and Whimper pulled up near the lake. "I'm going to go search by the docks. You two search around the woods," Larry said and began walking off.

"Uh, bad idea, Larry." DD spoke up, grabbing his shoulder. "Don't you remember that story about this place? If you go near that lake, chances are that chainsaw-wielding whack-job, Mason Doorkeys, will pop out and cut you to pieces!"

"That was just a story scoutmasters told their kids so they'd use the buddy-method when swimming." Pepper replied, though wasn't so sure. "But, you'd better be careful just in case, Larry. Some psycho might be lurking around,"

"Is that true, Woofer?" Whimper asked.

"Of course not! How could a chainsaw work underwater?" Woofer scoffed, and the dogs followed Larry to the docks… though the white hound felt a little nervous.

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The Pussycats arrived at the games field campgrounds. "Boy, this place looked livelier in the summer," Alan said, looking at the ransacked obstacle-course, weed-filled racetrack, and murky pond with moldy old bobbers.

"Yeah… Summer of 1963," Alexandra sneered.

"The campgrounds are right up that path," Valerie said, pointing at a sign. "We could walk up there and check things out,"

"What if whoever attacked Maxwell ran through here though, to cover his trail?" Josie asked.

"Golly, he must've had a hard time making it through that old obstacle course," Melody commented.

"We'll split up then and search," Alan suggested.

"No way, Al! Don't you remember what happened here?" Alexander replied, nervously. "Some voodoo nut job, Bucky, possessed some toy, and has been searching for a new body to possess, and right now mine isn't open for vacancy!"

"Oh, shut up, that was just some stupid story ripped off from some stupid movie!" Alexandra snapped, then turned dreamily to Alan. "I don't mind splitting up, as long as I can go with YOU, Alan."

Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"Josie, Valerie, and I will search the campgrounds. Alexandra, Alexander, and Melody, you guys search around here," Alan said, not paying attention to Alexandra… which would explain the furious look on her face and the smoke coming out of her ears… and they split up.

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Speed Buggy slowed to a stop near the beach, seeing the pointy reefs that met the tides. "Golly, no wonder they called this place Shell Razors. Those reefs are sharp enough to cut through steel!" Tinker said, letting out a descending whistle.

"I remember coming here with my parents all the time as a kid," Debbie said, looking out at the waves, smiling a bit. "My dad used to tell that story about that demon, Nail-Scalp, who's puzzle-box was buried somewhere here, and that if anyone were to open it, he'd break free and cause mayhem."

"C-Cars are bad at puzzles," Speed Buggy stammered.

Debbie rubbed his hood. "Oh, don't worry, Speedy. It was just a story, there's nothing to worry about."

"There's some old steps that lead down to the beach," Mark said. "Tinker, why don't you find a road that leads down to the beach, and meet Debbie and I down there?"

"Rodger dodger, Mark. Lets go, Speedy." Tinker replied, and they split up.

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Biff parked the Wolf Buggy at the base of the hills. "Well, here we are." he announced. "Maxwell's campsite must be around these hills, somewhere. Lets get looking,"

"C-C-Can't we look during the day?" Fangs asked, trembling. "You know, just in case that psycho killer, Michelle Mayors, is around? Ooh, ooh,"

"Don't tell me you actually believe that crazified story," Pugsy scoffed. "That's just a legendary. …Besides, she killed during the day, too."

Fangs whimpered and pulled his hat over his eyes.

"You guys search near that hill, and we'll search by this one," Kim said, and she and Biff walked off.

Puggsy crossed his arms. "Why is it that every time we split up, Biff gets the girl, and I'm stuck with you?" he sneered.

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Five shadowed figures met up in a cabin in the woods. "A bunch of teens are wandering around," one of them said in a raspy voice.

"Damn it! We can't search for that treasure with a bunch of kids running around!" the second one sneered.

"What should we do?" the third asked. "We can't wait for them to leave… and they might find us."

"Then dispose of them," the fifth replied, and then the five figures split up.