Chuckie gasped and quickly sat up. He looked around alarmingly to find that he was safe in his cabin, in bed. Chuckie sighed. ‘It was only a dream!’ he thought, happily. He had a nightmare about two ghosts breaking into the cabin and taking him away. No matter how much he called his friends for help, they couldn’t seem to wake up.
Chuckie glanced out the window. It was still dark outside. Chuckie smiled. He was glad that morning hadn’t come yet. He needed rest.
Chuckie was about to go back to sleep, when he saw all of the crunched up juice boxes on the floor from yesterday evening. Chuckie cringed and carefully, but quickly climbed up to the top bunk, where Tommy was sleeping peacefully.
“Tommy!” Chuckie whispered, gently shaking his best friend. “Tommy, wake up!”
“Er… Take that you aliem peoples!” Tommy grumbled in his sleep.
“Tommy!” Chuckie whispered once again, shaking him a bit harder this time. It was no use. Tommy just wouldn’t wake up.
Chuckie groaned. He climbed back down the ladder, and quietly walked over to Danny’s bed. “Danny! Danny, wake up!”
“Huh? What?” Danny asked, sitting up. He sighed when he saw it was only Chuckie looking up at him. “Chuck, what are you doing up? Don’t you know what time it is?”
Chuckie shook his head.
“That’s good.” Danny answered. “I don’t either! Now, what do you need?”
“What I really need, is for you to take me to the potty place.”
“Oh man!” Danny cried. “I’ll come with you too! I drank a lot juice last night as well. Just let me grab my flashlight.” As he searched through his top dresser drawer, Danny added, “The outhouse is way too far away from here, but there are some bushes close to our cabin we can use.”
“That’s good!” Chuckie exclaimed. “Besides, I’m ascared of the dark!”
Danny nodded. “Now, close the door quietly on our way out. We don’t wanna wake Tommy or Phil.”
Chuckie did as he was told, and slowly closed the door. He trembled once he stepped outside. “It’s really dark out here!” he whimpered.
“Don’t worry Chuck!” Danny whispered. “You’ll be okay. Just stay behind me!”
“Don’t worry, Danny!” Chuckie said hysterically. “I know I’ll be okay! You’re here. You have a flashlight. There are no amimnals to eat us. Plus,” he added, “I’ll try to be cool, calm, and-,” CRACK! “WHAT WAS THAT?!” Chuckie screamed.
Danny laughed. “You stepped on a twig Chuck!”
“Right. Right.” Chuckie sighed. “I’m okay!”
“Good!” Danny exclaimed. “Now, let’s go to the bathroom and get back before-,” Suddenly the flashlight flickered and went off. “-the battery dies!” he groaned.
“Great!” Chuckie yelled. “Just great! I’m outside in the cold, the flashlight is broked, and I gots to go potty real bad! What are we gonna do Danny?”
Before Danny could answer, a huge noise came from the woods.
“Did you hear that?” Chuckie asked, nervously.
“Uh, huh.” Danny answered. “Come on!”
“Danny, where are we going?”
“We’re gonna follow that noise!”
“What? Are you crazy?”
“Come on Chuck! It’s bound to lead us somewhere…”
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