Hello, again. I'm bringing you another chapter of my new PJ Masks story. I know it's kind of soon, but I wanted to bring you guys a little more action. That; and, I forgot to make a disclaimer for the previous chapter. Sorry about that by the way. So, here is the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJ Masks. It belongs to Entertainment One, and Disney Junior.
Again, my bad.
Chapter 2- Greg in the Woods
Seven minutes after settling into the camp; all fifteen children were outside at the flagpole with Ms. Zane.
Ms. Zane: Alright, children. I decided for our first night here, we should have a bonfire. So, I want all of you to look for firewood with your cabin mates.
All kids: Yes, Ms. Zane.
Ms. Zane: Ok. You can start looking… now!
Four groups of kids go into the forest, but Greg goes up to Ms. Zane, and Connor and Amaya wait for him.
Greg: Excuse me, Ms. Zane?
Ms. Zane: Yes, Greg?
Greg: (pulls out rope) Can you tie a knot around me so I don't get lost out there?
Ms. Zane: Sure, sweetie.
She wraps the rope around him, and ties a knot. He takes the rest of the rope, ties the other end to the flagpole, and places a trail on the ground as he and his friends go into the woods. They've made it very deep in the woods, and Greg stops them from going any further.
Greg: Uh… How about we split up to look for firewood? Just, don't go too far from the rope.
Connor: Ok, Greg.
Amaya: We won't.
They split up in three different directions: Connor goes to the left, Greg goes straight, and Amaya goes to the right. As Greg was getting his firewood, he starts hearing some strange noises.
Greg: Huh? What was that?
He hears the noises again, turns around, and sees nothing.
Greg: Must've been the wind.
He collects more firewood; but then, he hears more strange noises. This time, they sounded like footsteps.
Greg: Hmm… Maybe, it was an animal, or the other kids?
Suddenly; he hears a voice in the wind.
Voice: (whispers) Greg…
Greg: Huh!?
Voice: (whispers) Greg…
He looks around, and sees no one.
Greg: (laughs)… My imagination must be playing tricks on me.
Voice: (whispers) No, Greg. This. Is. REAL!...
This makes the boy a bit nervous, but also curious.
Meanwhile; Amaya comes back to the rope carrying her stack of firewood, and sees Connor carrying a tall and heavy-looking stack, much to her humor.
Amaya: (giggling)… Uh, Connor? Do you really think you should be carrying that much firewood?
Connor: Well, I thought that it would be good if I brought back a lot.
Amaya: That does seem like a good idea. But, maybe I should take some of that in case it's too heavy.
Connor: No thanks, Amaya. I got this.
He, then, trips and falls on his face, the firewood rains on him, and they both bust out laughing.
Connor: (getting up) On second thought; I could use a hand.
Amaya: No problem.
She puts down her load, and helps him pick up the fallen firewood. They finish, and she's carrying more than him.
Connor: Uh… How about I take some of that off for you?
Amaya: Thanks. This is kind of heavy.
He takes some of the twigs from her stack, and adds it onto his. She picks up her original stack, and that makes it heavier.
Amaya: Um… Connor?
Connor: Of course.
He takes some twigs from her stack, and adds onto his again.
Amaya: Thanks.
Connor: And, thank you for helping me. Wait. Where's Greg?
Amaya: (looks to her right) He must still be over there. Greg?!
Greg, who was still wondering about the noises and the voice, heard his friends calling for him.
Greg: Huh?
Amaya: Greg!?
Greg: I hear you!
Connor: Have you collected any firewood? Because, we're done, and we can help if you need any.
Greg: I've got some firewood. But, you guys can go back. There's something I want to check out.
Connor: Ok.
Amaya: Just, don't stay there too long.
Greg: I won't.
Connor and Amaya walk back to camp carrying their firewood; while Greg stayed behind, put his stack down, and takes another look around.
Greg: Hello?
Voice: (teasingly whispers) Greg… Greg…
Greg: (nervously) Who's there?
Voice: (whispering) Be prepared… to be scared! You've. Been. WARNED!...
Suddenly; the leaves from the trees that were around him fell off, and the branches broke off, too. He started to feel a bit on edge.
Meanwhile; Connor and Amaya returned to camp, and give their firewood to Ms. Zane.
Ms. Zane: Nice work, Connor. You too, Amaya.
Both: Thank you, Ms. Zane.
Ms. Zane: Hold on. Where's Greg?
Amaya: He's still in the forest. He wanted to check something out.
Ms. Zane: Oh. That doesn't sound safe.
Connor: We can go get him if you want.
Ms. Zane: Yes, please.
They follow the rope back into the woods.
Greg is still in his spot in the forest.
Greg: Ok. Whoever's doing this, it's going to take more than fallen leave and broken branches to REALLY scare me.
Just then; eight glowing eyes were staring at him through the knotholes in the trees and through the plants, and the leaves and tree branches started dancing in the wind in a very precise manner. Greg was completely paralyzed in fear. Something comes out of nowhere, and swiftly swipes his wristband. He doesn't even notice because, he was too scared.
Greg: Uh… Hello?
He felt something grab his left arm and right leg.
Greg: (screaming)!
He turns around, walks backwards, trips on the rope, and tumbles into a shrub. All the while; his friends were looking for him, and they heard his screams and a loud thump.
Connor: Did you hear that?
Amaya: Definitely. Sounds like Greg's in trouble!
They start running to Greg's end of the rope, and they see the mess of fallen leaves and branches all over the ground.
Connor: Greg?
Amaya: Greg?
Greg hears his friends' calls for him through the shrub.
Greg: Huh?... I'm over here!
They hear him, and go over to the shrub he fell in. He gets up and out of the shrub, and meets up with his friends.
Connor: What happened, Greg?
Greg: I don't know. First; I heard some random sounds. Then; I heard a voice talking to me, and I thought I was imagining it, but it told me it was real. (starts scratching himself) Then; those leaves and branches fell from the trees, and did a dance in the wind. Then, these eyes were staring at me through the plants. And, then; someone, or some THING, grabbed me. It was really creepy.
Amaya: Poor Greg. Are you alright?
Greg: (still scratching himself) I'm fine. But, I'm really itchy.
Connor looks over at the shrub Greg fell into, and realized something.
Connor: Uh… I thinks that's because, you fell into a poison ivy shrub.
Greg: (stops scratching himself) Oh, no.
Amaya: Don't keep scratching yourself. Otherwise, that rash will get worse.
Greg: I know. That's why I stopped.
Amaya: Oh… Right. Anyway; I'll carry your firewood back to camp for you. Where is it?
Greg: (pointing) It's over there.
She goes over to his firewood, and picks it up.
Connor: Once we're back at camp, we'll take you to the nurse.
Greg: Thanks, guys.
They follow the rope back to camp, and meet up with Ms. Zane.
Ms. Zane: There you are, Greg.
Amaya gives Ms. Zane his firewood, and she piles it up with the rest that has been collected.
Ms. Zane: You shouldn't have stayed out there all by yourself. You could've gotten hurt.
Greg: I'm sorry, Ms. Zane. There was something I wanted to check out.
Ms. Zane: It's okay. I'm not mad at you. But, next time you see, or hear something that makes you curious, you come to me. Ok?
Greg: (unties the knot around himself) Yes, Ma'am.
He coils the rest of the rope, and unties the other end from the flagpole.
Greg: Is it a safe idea if I get rid of this rope? I fell in a poison ivy shrub, and I don't want it to spread to everyone else.
Ms. Zane: It probably is safe to do that.
Greg: Thanks, Ms. Zane.
Amaya: We're going to take him to the nurse.
Ms. Zane: Alright. Feel better.
Greg: Thank you.
Greg and his friends took their walk to the nurse's office, and he couldn't help but wonder if what he experienced was real or not.
And, there you have it. The second chapter of my new story. The first event of strange and creepy things happening, and the first to experience it was poor, sweet, and shy Greg. He hears odd noises, a voice talking to him, leaves and branches dancing erratically in the wind, eyes staring at him, something taking his wristband, someone or something grabbing him, and he falls into a poison ivy shrub. Now, that was just the start, but it will get somewhat scarier from here. Anyway; let me know what you all thought of this chapter in your reviews. I will most likely be watching Project Runway, and the season 3 premiere of How To Get Away With Murder. See you all later.