Chapter 13: Journal Entry
Peter, Tommy, Chuckie, Phil, Lil, Dil, the Disney Characters and Nickelodeon Characters, and Bean regrouped under Pioneer Rock, and they headed towards the trees to search once more. However, a rustling in the bushes made them all freeze, and a four-legged creature jumped out and dashed past them. Chuckie screamed and ran over to a tree, climbing it faster then Peter, Kenai, Denahi, Sitka, or Nigel even could. But the creature was only a deer, which made Chuckie feel rather pathetic.
"Your right, bro. That rock has a hold over us." Dil said to Bean, who once again hadn't actually said anything.
"I know that we're in the middle of a crisis here, but I think it's important to note that climbing is a skill and talent." Peter said.
"Yes, it is. But not that impressive when you take into account that I was running from a deer." Chuckie said.
He started climbing down the tree. However, as he did so, he slipped and fell into a bush, holding something in his hand.
"Hey, what's that?" Patcha asked.
He walked over, grabbed the book, and studied it.
"It's a journal." Patcha said.
"No, nothing broken, thanks for asking." Chuckie said sarcastically.
Patcha handed the journal to Peter, who opened it and placed it on the ground. The group all sat down as Peter read from one of the last written pages in the book.
Property of Debra May Lou. Surviving member of the Everwood settlers. 1872.
Winter is upon us, and I fear the worst for those lost. Today, Mister Wolfe was declared missing, the third to go. His disappearance remains a mystery, and with our brains half-frozen, one too complex for us to solve.
"First brain freeze." Phil muttered.
I waved to him as he fetched water from the old oak tree by the man-faced rock. He will be deeply missed, though not necessarily for his accordion playing. And I regret this is my last entry, as my fingers are fro...
"What's fro?" Phil asked.
"Fro-zen." Peter replied.
The group was silent for a moment, until Chuckie stood up.
"Where are you going?" Tommy asked in confusion.
"Didn't you notice the similarities between the disappearances? All three settlers went missing after getting water by the big oak tree at the base of that rock." Chuckie replied.
"Yeah, well, that rock is bad news." Kuzco said.
"Face it! We're all gonna fro." Phil said.
"No, there might be a logical explanation for all this." Chuckie said.
Phil scowled and crossed his arms.
"I don't think this is a good idea. I've seen enough scary movies to know, we're walking into the belly of the beast!" Phil said.T
Tommy held up his Camcorder.
"Phil's right, which means I can't stop taping now." Tommy said.
Ten minutes later, the group returned to the stream where the old oak tree was. Tommy stopped suddenly and lowered the camera.
"What's the matter, Tommy?" Tak asked.
Tommy frowned.
"Do you realize three people are missing and I'm still shooting my movie? My dad disappeared and I'm worried about getting enough coverage! What is wrong with me?" Tommy asked.
"Um... you care more about your movie then the lives of your friends and family?" Zim asked in confusion.
"Zim!" Kenai whispered angrily, shooting the Irken an angry look.
Tommy shook his head.
"He's right. I risked our lives because I'm obsessed! And if I'm like this as a kid, imagine how I'm going to be when I'm old. I'll be trading my own mother for a mini DV with an instant replay feature." Tommy said.
"Blame it on the rock, dude. Works for me." Dil said, unconcerned.
"No, this is my deal." Tommy said.
He glanced through the crowd until he spotted Peter. He walked over to the teenage king and handed him the camera.
"Peter, I want you to take Roman, and destroy him." Tommy said.
Peter glanced down at the camera.
"Uh, Tommy. Are you sure you want to do this and stop recording?" Peter asked.
Tommy held up his arms in aggravation.
"See what I mean! I'm out of control! Smash it! Smash it to smithereens!" Tommy replied angrily.
Peter didn't reply. However, after a few seconds, he sighed.
"Okay, fine. It's your choice." Peter said.
He held Erebus out and lifted it into the air. He then attempted to bring it down on the camera, but Lil snatched the camera up before Peter could cut it with his sword.
"Wait! If we never come back, this'll be the only record of what happened to us! You have to keep shooting, Tommy!" Lil said.
Tearfully, she gave the camera back to Tommy. The dark purple haired boy sighed and took it back.
"Okay." Tommy said.
The group then moved on. They were searching the area around the stream when a pile of leaves approached them. Chuckie once again ran away in fright. The leaves fell away, and they were all relieved to see the snapping turtle that had previously been attached to Phil's toe.
"Shelly! You came back!" Phil cried happily.
He put the snapping turtle under his hat just as Chuckie was climbing up a huge rotted tree stump.
"Be careful, Chuckie!" Sitka called out.
But just as soon as the oldest Native American of the group had spoken, Chuckie fell out of sight.
"Chuckie!" the group cried.