Wait for me...

Chapter 6: Not only is it really cold, but my face is falling off.

Chapter 6: not only is it really cold, but my face us falling off.

“So what are we going to do now?” I asked after we rowed back up to the campsite.

“I thought we could just talk to it and figure out what it wants. We could do a full on séance and have all of you sit in a circle and chant ‘Oh weird thing! Come and tell all of us why you’re so annoying!”’ Jo suggested excitedly setting up cameras.

“Yeah for some reason I don’t think that’ll work. Mainly because you called it a weird thing and said it was annoying,” Nathan rolled his eyes, “The presence will be like ‘what the hell?’ Zap and we’re dead.”

“We’re not in a zombie movie,” I rearranged the camera and placed another couple of sticks on it to hide it a bit more.

“Yeah zombies are visible,” Everett added.

“And green,” Nathan stuck his hands out and mimicked what I think is supposed to be a zombie, “I need brains!”

It’s times like this where I feel that I’m a genius. I always felt more intelligent around them. I think I know why. They’re just extremely stupid.

“Zombies don’t have to eat brains,” Jo objected, cleaning a camera lens with a stick.

“And you don’t clean cameras with sticks,” I snatched it away and handed him the cloth from the bag.

“Sorry. Do you think it’ll still work?” Jo apologised and checked the camera, tilting it upwards so he bent back so far he almost fel-wait forget it. He fell.

“It’ll be some crazy scratched up images,” I muttered.

“Hmmm yeah. Just don’t tell Lucca when he comes back,” He dusted his hands on his pants leaving brown marks.

“You know Lucca’s gonna find out anyway right?” I asked.

“Oh. Let’s set up the sleeping bags in the tent and then I’ll hide,” Jo shuffled around and started running off. Into a tree. Before climbing up it.

“He’s the weirdest type of monkey. A sloth,” Nathan laughed. I rolled my eyes. Sloth. I’m pretty sure they’re definitely not monkeys. Why did I want them to come along? Oh that’s right. I didn’t. And even though they’ve apologised, I still don’t really want them along. Because they’re so stupid it’s annoying.

And not just plain stupid.

When I talk about them being stupid…

I mean extreme stupidity.

Really extreme.

Considering they probably have an IQ of less than two, I think that they’ll probably cause more trouble than help. Or like Jo, they’ll scratch the lens of a perfectly new and good camera that belongs to Lucca. Which is the most idiotic thing I have ever seen anyone do by far. Lucca’s protective of his stuff.

“Hey guys I’ve got the fire started and a really good idea,” Lucca stood at the edge of the ring of cameras, “Where’s Jo?”

“Definitely not up a tree,” Everett answered quickly. What. A. Fail. A bird’s nest ended up on Everett’s silvery-blond-almost-white hair. We heard some squawking and Lucca stood under the tree and looked up. There was a loud sound and the bird noises stopped. The birds flew away and Jo fell down. What. An. Even. Bigger. Fail.

“Uh hi Lucca!” He waved enthusiastically, “I definitely did not just-”

“Did you shoot a bird?” Lucca’s eyes were wide open and he had the typical ‘you have got to be joking’ look on his face.