The End Is Closer Then You Think

It was early Friday morning as I woke up at the seems to be never ending camp. Thank god it was the last day too. It was also the day we went canoeing for 4 hours. I unzipped my tent and walked towards the giant tent (the GP). Inside all of the other scouts were there eating breakfast. Eggs and sausage! I grabbed my plate and fork and smacked some grub on my plate and started munching. We had to get to the lake soon otherwise we can't canoe down the river. As I'm eating my last sausage on of the scouts, Nick asks "So what time are we heading down to the lake?" Before anyone said anything a large explosion appeared about half a mile away from us.