Camp Woods #Wattys2016

Chapter 6:

Ezra's POV:

"What?!" I whispered out, I knew that most of what Alex and Isaiah said was true, but the rest was absolute and utter bullshit.

We didn't 'pass out', shit like that doesn't happen in the middle of the forest at night, we were gassed and they know it, all of them. I wanted to say something but I didn't, first I wanted to know why the hell they were lying, it was pointless...

But who the fuck tells the truth anymore, no one, not one living person is 100% honest, not a child, not a mother, not a father, not even your best friend, and definitely not me.

But who the fuck cares anymore, Morgan had no reason to believe that 8 healthy people passed out simultaneously but she did. And it was stupid.

Lying is becoming easiest thing in the world, I've come to the point where I could look a person in the eye and straight up lie to them.

Ezra Johnathan Wayne.... My name. Ezra its Hebrew for help. Yet I feel like I'm the most helpless person here. Wayne, means Craftsman.

I know that whoever gassed us knew exactly what they were doing, and that something in the woods that Louis was afraid of is actually a human being. And the fact that it was human only scared me more because only god knows what they did to us.

"You, will, die." Morgan said.

"Um obviously we're human..." Mathew said sarcastically causing Morgan to glare at him.

"Because of a demonic monster..." Morgan told him.

"Well I don't believe in that shit, demons and what not." He said sitting down.

"First of all one thing that makes no sense to me what so ever is that you just got a fucking tattoo out of nowhere, especially one that perfectly done." Louis told her.

"Well welcome to unexplained vudu shit, where logic does not apply." She told him in an infomercial saleswoman's tone.

"Vudo? Really?" Adrian chuckled.

"What would you call it Mr. Woods."

"Um, a recipe certain death with dark forbidden magic, for starters..." Adrian replied to her sarcastically.

I chuckled at his statement while trying to figure out, what the hell any of this really was? I mean obviously it was well thought out. There was no way in that this type of shit could be pulled by a bunch of amateurs. And it was high tech judging from the gas and the 'monsters.'

They were basically using our own imagination against us.

Look at me shitting myself because none of this fit my criteria of logic. I couldn't figure it out, I can't figure it out.

What the hell was going on it was driving me insane and all I could do is sit on the curb and shut up, because I had no idea what to do.

Look at them just frozen in time while I thought, it's been what 3 seconds and my brain feels like it's about to explode from how fast its working.

I'm literally trying to figure out 3 problems at the same time, my own, the problem at hand, and if what I saw was real. The fact that unless I read the god damned book I can't truly find out pisses me off even more than the fact that I can't understand what's happening because it doesn't fit logic.

But I just don't want to, I don't want to read the book but every cell in my body is telling me to do it and that's how I'm going to understand or at least learn something new. Yet a part of my brain is screaming 'it's a bad idea' but the other half and my soul are telling me 'you need to know.'