A series of knocks suddenly come from the door, alerting you both to a visitor. As the knocks refuse to relent you both slowly make your way to the door and soon you slowly open it up to reveal Kelly, the same girl from eariler.
“Hello Counsellor Myers” she says staring at you, and then turns her attention to Taylor briefly to say “Hello Counsellor Lilywood” she smiles at the both of you.
“Hello Kelly.” You say, confused at the names she is using and what she’s doing here. But you try to remain friendly as to not make her needlessly suspicious.
“I just came here to report that everyone is ready for your lake activity and are awaiting your arrival to being.” She continues, keeping her energetic smile.
You don’t know much about what she’s talking about but try to come up with a response “That’s excellent Kelly. I’ll be done then in just a moment. I just need to help Counsellor.. Lilywood, find something for her activity.”
Kelly nods “Sounds good Counsellors! I’ll go let the girls know you’ll be right down.”
“Thanks Kelly” you response and give her a smile. She then takes back off and skips down in the direction of the lake as you close the door.
Taylor then speaks “Well that was... something.”
“Hella weird” you concur as the pair of you head back into the main room thinking on what just happened. She acted like you were Counsellors. Which granted you kind of are... but only since a few minutes ago.
Shaking your head you suddenly notice a small clip board which has been put aside. For some reason you felt like picking it up. It seems to be a checklist and schedule. But what really draws your attention is the name on it.
‘Counsellor Brooklyn Myers’ it is said to belong to. Well that claims the name Myers you suppose. Looking closely you do notice a ‘Lake Exercises’ scheduled for right now. You look back at where you found the clip board and see that next to it is a satchal which bears the logo of the camp. You distinctly remember some of the Counsellors possessing similar satchels when you first arrived.
Looking closer, it seems to contain everything one woild expect a Camp Counsellor to carry, first aid supplies, water, map, sun cream. As well as also some sunglasses and a whistle. Digging through the satchel you eventually find a Camp Counsellor ID which you quickly snatch and read with dread.
‘Ravenwood Camp Counsellor’
‘Name: Brooklyn Sophia Myers’
‘DOB: 13/5/00’
‘Sex: F’
‘Birthplace: San Francisco, California, U.S.A’
You read it over a few more times to ensure you’ve read it properly. How is this possible. You then look up to Taylor to discover she has found a similar satchel and is currently looking through a card not dissimilar to yours. Her eyes look up at yours as you both share a look of confusion.
“This be insane.” Taylor exclaims while she hands you her ID while you show her yours.
‘Ravenwood Counsellor’
‘Taylor Anne Lilywood’
‘DOB: 24/8/01’
‘Sex: F’
‘Birthplace: Saint Jamesfield, Georgia, U.S.A’
You don’t recognise the town. Must be one of the countless small communities across the south you assume.
“What are we going to do?” You wonder, slightly panicked.
Taylor seems similarly panicked but nonetheless tries to come up with something, she raises her own clipboard “‘cordin to this thing I got a tree climbing ‘tivity with them youngings right bout now. And Kelly said you gotta go do some stuff down at the lake. I reckon perhaps we should go on and slip up for now and see where this takes up.”
You raise an eyebrow in doubt “You really think that’s the best idea?”
She shakes her head “No. But what I reckon is that we either go do these things or more people’ll come looking for us. And then we’ll never be able to search for anything.”
You reluctantly nod in agreement to the logic. Eventually people will come looking if you don’t fulfil the duties you now apparently have.
“Perhaps you’re right. It might be best to do this now and try to continue are investigation once seems have cooled down.” You consider aloud.
“We could also try finding a way to transform back to at least campers for now... or even something else... if that’s even possible.”
Taylor nods to that “Perhaps. Or we could just make a runner and try searching for them clues incognito.”
Both of you stand there considering tour next option. As the clock ticks forward you both soon decide to..