Lost in the Game. A Wade, Patrick and Jp story.

The Wake Up

(Hellooooo so I came up with this out of the blue and really wanted to type it out. I'm thinking of writing more but I want to know if you guys think I should. So leave a comment or a vote and I'll know you liked it. Thanks!!!)

Wade turned over in his bed and pulled the blanket closer to him. The air had gotten colder and was seeping through. He heard a bird singing loudly which led him to think molly had left a window open. He took a deep breath and sat up to only find himself hitting his forehead against something hard. He fell back against his pillow and rubbed his head.

"Ow!" He opened his eyes to see, what looked like, the bottom of a bed. He squinted his eyes confused.

"Am I still dreaming?" He slowly sat up and looked around the room. It was a small room with only one window. There were shelfs and a giant box in the corner. The room looked familiar but wade was to shocked to put 2 and 2 together. Suddenly a scream broke the silence. Wade shot back against the wall behind the bed.

Where the h*** am I?!" Wade recognized the scream and voice.

"P-Patrick?!" It was silent for a second then a head appeared hanging from the top bonk. A purple beanie fell off the raven haired man and fell to the floor.

"Wade?! Oh thank God!" Patrick tried to pull back up but just fell off the bed and thudded to the floor.

"Man you ok?" Wade asked swinging his legs out of the bed. Patrick moaned and sat up. He grabbed his Gangar hat and pulled it on.

"Yea I'm fine. Wade where are we?" Wade helped Patrick up and looked out the window but before he could get a good look he heard footsteps.

"Guys?" Wade and Patrick turned quickly around and saw JP standing in the doorway.

"Where are we? How did we get here? I-I just woke up on the couch and heard you guys. What's going on?"

"JP calm down. We don't know anything either. We both just woke up ourselves." Wade said as he looked into the box next to the window. He gasped and slowly reached in. He pulled out a bear trap. The room went deathly quit. Finally it clicked and Wade snapped his head back and looked at Patrick. Patrick returned his look and quickly ran out into the small living space where JP had come from. The first thing he saw was computer screens and a box of cameras.

"WADE!" He yelled. Wade was already behind him looking at all the equipment. He turned and saw a fridge. He quickly opens it and covers his mouth. It was full of meat patties. He slowly turned to the other two and just started to chuckle.

"This is a joke right? You guys are messing with me. Molly is part of it too right?" Wade folded his arms sure this was just a joke.

"I didn't do anything." JP said looking from one to the other.

"I definitely didn't." Patrick said after.

"Ok guys haha. You got me now can we go home?"

"Wade! I swear I didn't do anything! I just woke up hear on the couch. It was uncomfortable too with that wine bottle." JP said pointing at the bottle and rubbing his back.

"Wow you guys really went all out for the detail." Wade said looking around at the room.

"Wade! Get it through your thick skull! We didn't do this!" Patrick yelled. Wade looked him in the eye and saw something he didn't expect. Fear. They were telling the truth.

"Well if you didn't then..." Wade turned around and flung the trailer door open and ran out. The sun blinded him for a moment but when he could finally see he gasped. Everything looked exactly like the game. The side tent that had supplies in it. The truck and trailer and the paths. Wade stoped and starred at the giant cage. He let out a shaky breath. His eyes moved to the door where Patrick and JP was now exiting. They looked around equally surprised.

"This is impossible.... right?" Patrick said not looking away from the giant cage. Before Wade could answer a loud roar was heard from all sides of the forest it echoed off the trees and and filled their hearts with dread. It lasted for a few moments then died down. No one spoke for a long time as they all processed what they had just heard. Wade was the first to speak.

"We're in Finding Bigfoot."