Endless Summer

Here's to Adventure

Your friends ready themselves in the security office, about to confront the Watchers just outside in the game room. Jake unseals the hatch. You tighten your grip on your cutlass. You lead the charge toward the door with a battle cry. You storm into the game room, adrenaline pumping.

You expect a horde of Watchers on the other side but no one is there. You look around. The game room is completely empty, not a Watcher in sight.

"Where could they have gone?" Aleister asks.

Estela furrows her brow. She looks to the ceiling, and her eyes go wide. "They're above us!"

Suddenly, Watchers drop from the ceiling.

"Lakshi naa!"

"Shumati bwasun!"

Chaos breaks out. One of the Watchers grabs you in a headlock. You try to break free. A fist clocks the Watcher square in the face, knocking him out cold.

Looking back, you see Craig. "Thanks."

Craig nods. "Anytime."

"Keep pushing forward!" Sean shouts. "We can cut through the ballroom!"

Your group scrambles into the ballroom only to find yourselves face to face with a dozen muscular Watchers, led by the unmasked one who swung into your bedroom.

"Surround them. Fan out."

The Watchers act on command, spreading out and flanking your group.

"Stay close, people!" Sean cries out. "Watch each other's backs!"

"Y/N! Get down!"

You turn in time to see something launching at you. Michelle tries to tackle you out of the way, but you're both caught beneath it. A large rope net woven from tough vines.

Michelle groans. "This is what I get for trying to help you!"

"Hold still, I can get us out of here!"

Wriggling around, limbs tangled with Michelle, you're able to turn the cutlass against the vines.

Michelle backs away from you. "Oh my god, if you cut my hair, you are dead!"

The sharp cutlass blade easily slices through the vines, freeing you both.

Michelle breaks free from the rope. "Good thing I was there to save your ass."

Just then, a black, round-tipped arrow grazes Michelle's arm. Her arm drops lifeless. "Ow! What the hell? I can't move my arm!"

Grace gasps. "The arrows must be tipped with some sort of non-lethal paralytic so they can capture us! Look out!"

An archer takes aim at you. Her arrow whistles through the air. You can't dodge in time. You wince, bracing for impact. A sound like a gong goes off right in front of you as Raj deflects the paralyzing arrow with a frying pan.

"Fifteen-love, chump!"

You recognize the symbol on the pan. "Raj! That frying pan with the symbol! You took it with you?"

Raj looks to the pan. "I just... felt like I was supposed to."

Nearby, Furball is firing ice bolt after ice bolt at the agile Watchers but he's slowing down.

"Something's wrong with Furball!" Quinn exclaims. "He's getting weaker!"

"I think he's used up too much water!" Grace states. "We need to get him more!"