It was a typical morning at camp, and the sun was already blazing high in the sky as the campers began to stir from their cabins. Among them, Emma and Xander stood at the edge of the campfire pit, engaged in yet another friendly but heated argument. Emma, the meticulous and organized camp CIT, was always one to keep everything in order and on schedule. Meanwhile, Xander was the embodiment of chaos—carefree, spontaneous, and always looking for an opportunity to break the rules with a well-timed prank.
"Come on, Emma," Xander said with a mischievous grin, "it'll be fun! Just one little prank. You won't even get in trouble!"
Emma crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes. "No way, Xander. I'm not participating in your pranks. We have a schedule to follow, and the camp needs structure."
Xander scoffed. "You're such a buzzkill, Emma. You never know how to have fun!"
Emma rolled her eyes, exasperated. "And you never take anything seriously. The camp will fall apart if we don't follow the rules."
The argument escalated as Xander teased her further, calling her uptight, while Emma shot back that Xander couldn't seem to take responsibility for anything. The rivalry between the two had always been playful, but today, it was more intense than ever. In the heat of the moment, they both shouted at the same time:
"You should try being me for a day to see how hard it is!"
In that instant, the camp's storage shed door creaked open. Ravi, the ever-curious camper, had found something strange—a mysterious gadget. He had no idea what it was, but in an attempt to join the conversation, he tossed it toward Emma and Xander. The moment the gadget made contact with the ground, it released a brilliant flash of light.
Both Emma and Xander froze, blinking in confusion, and then—everything went black.