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After a while, the bus driver exited the bus, locking it with the bus keys. "Alright does everybody got their suitcases?" He questioned as he tucked his bus keys into his left pocket. Everyone had not noticed the missing kid except from Poppy Brooke. Everyone looked at the bus driver but she hesitated, pondering his whereabouts but then turning her focus to the bus driver like everyone else.

The whole class responded with nods and yes. "Alright then, follow me." The bus driver stated as he walked in front of the class and followed the path where the sign lead. To the camp.

"Hey guys do you know if Sam went ahead? I haven't seen him anywhere near the bus or class..." Poppy remarked feeling concerned about him considering she was a caring person. "Why? Do you like him or something?" Tom joked knowing she was an asexual. "Ew no!" She exclaimed.

The group laughed as Poppy felt embarrassed. Why would they joke about that? Soon, the bus driver came to a holt. They class chimed in oo's. They were outside a MASSIVE castle-looking house. This wasn't a regular camp. It was a whole investment! "Tada!" The bus driver smiled.

Meanwhile, with Sam, he'd be tied to a chair in a dark room. Tied with chains. "Where am I..?" He whispered as he adjusted his eyes but easily regretted it. Infront of him stood a 10 foot creature with a large white mouth hanging down and wide white eyes, black big claws with blood on its face. "You're the one." The thing growled in a satanic deep voice that fit his character. Sam let out a painfully loud scream before the creature shoved his fist deep into his throat, pouring himself inside. Sam chocked as the demon took possession of him. This was the first day of a nightmare. Sam become the large creature..

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