Signs of a Storm

Chapter Three

Chapter 3: I Get Lost In Dreamland

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you, lots of weird stuff." A voice said behind me. I had left my cabin about 20 minutes ago and had been walking around. Currently I was standing in front of a large forest. I turned to see a boy my age staring at me.

"What kind of stuff?" This boy seemed to give off a dark vibe.

"Monsters, nymphs. Practically everything that can kill you." He shrugged.

"That sounds absolutely wonderful. Have you ever gone in there?" I asked him. His hair was dark, a bit long and shaggy. He had dark brown eyes to match. But, if you looked at him too long, you'd get a sense of death and solitude overwhelming you.

"Oh, many times. Almost every week we have a game of capture the flag in there. It's a hell hole if you go in there without training." He seemed emotionless.

I laughed at his blunt comment. "So, I'm assuming you mean me? But that does sound like quite the time. But you're right, I do need serious training to live in there."

He didn't seem very outgoing. "Yea, otherwise you probably will die within the first ten minutes, no scratch that, five minutes of being in there." He said this with a ghost of a smile on his face.

"So," I changed the subject, "What's your name? I'm Tara. I'm also kinda the newbie here as well." I smiled and held out my hand. No matter how distanced this boy was, it's always in a good heart to be nice.

"The name's Nico." He turned his back on my hand.

"Well, Nico. I'll catch up with you later." I waved and began to walk off.

"Don't." He said behind me.

I started to turn around, but saw nothing but the dark, gloomy forest. Weird. I thought. I walked off two feet and poof! He was gone. And I couldn't even memorize his face. It's like he vanished into thin air. Not the first time I'd seen something weird today.

As I walked by the cabins again, I heard a loud bell or gong of some sort. That was probably the dinner bell. The sun had begun to go down, and soon it'd be nighttime but either Connor or Travis had told me to follow the crowd of kids. Eventually I made my way to the pavilion and got in line for dinner. This whole place seemed like an awesome, laid back place.

But that reminded me of my mother. I was so busy thinking about everything else that I completely forgot all about her. She'd be worried sick. I cannot believe I did that to her. All she's ever shown me was care, love, and respect. And how do I repay her? By almost getting killed and taken away to whole other state!

Nice going Tara, you're a real good kid.

"Hey, can you move? I know for one that I am starving, and you're not helping." Some girl behind me sassed.

"Ok, ok. Geez." I mumbled and moved on down the line. I saw some campers in front of me dump a bit of their food into the fire, on an altar. I followed their footsteps and did the same. When I turned to all of the tables, my mind went blank. I had no clue where to sit. It seemed like they all had their own system of things.

"Over here, Tara!" One of the twins called to me. If it weren't for them, I'd be lost forever, wondering around, from table to table.

"Is there some system I don't know about, because I'd like to know about it." I asked, and sat between them.

"Nah, I wouldn't see it as a system, more of a way of life here at camp." Said the twin to my left.

"We're separated by our godly parents; you see?" The twin on my right said.