So thanks to "Jeremy" I was forced to go stay with my grandmother, Grammy Ryan, who lives deep in a dirty, smelly, foggy, dark swamp. Gumuck Swamp is the worst of them all in the swamplands. I heard that it is home to the Crozik, a "Werecroc." Grammy Ryan says that you can hear it roar every night at midnight. They say that it is just like a werewolf, if someone were to survive an attack from it, which was extremely rare, then they would become one themselves. Thankfully, though, I'm not going alone. Noah, my little brother, snuck his way onto my plane to go with me, so now I have him to tag along. Maybe he shouldn't have came, because I just came face to face with The Girl In The Swamp...