text: [Themes: family friendly, serious]
  
  My parents thought it would be a good idea to send me to camp for the summer. "Camp Happy Trails" was the name, and it probably isn't as "happy" as it sounds. I don't have any camping experience, so I figured "why not?"
  
  The camp sent us a personal cab driver. I put my suitcase in the trunk and hopped in the backseat. As soon as I close the door, the cab driver drives off.
  
  The cab driver had an odd accent. "Do ye have enough to pay the fee?" He talks as if my parents didn't pay admissions. "No? I'll just have to make ye walk the plank then! Yar har har!"
  
  I start to wake up as we come to a rolling stop in front of the admissions office. I get out quickly, and the cab driver sends me off with this "Welcome to "Camp" har har!" He drives off... with my suitcase still in the trunk.
  
  I have nothing but the clothes on my back and a few dollars.
  
  [Author's Note: You are a young lass named Lana. Your parents thought it would be a good idea to send you to a camp called "Happy Trails." From the brochure, it seems to be promising. Once you arrive there, it is anything but wonderful. You must find out a way to get out of Camp Happy Trails.]
  
  > go to the Admissions Office
  Since he dropped me off in front of the Admissions Office, I figured that's where I had to go get things straightened out.
  
  There was a friendly woman at the counter with a nose that looked almost like a beak. Her name was Shelly. "Welcome to Camp Happy Trails Admissions! You must be Lana, the new tenant." She looked at me with hungry eyes. I got uncomfortable.
  
  She told me that a fellow named Booker was the one who owned the camp and would help me get settled. He has even set up a cabin for me. She handed me a map and I left admissions.
  
  > go to Cabin
  I followed the map carefully and finally ended up at a small cabin with a blue roof. The exterior had nothing special too it. I went inside.
  
  The cabin was extremely small. There was a cardboard box in the corner with a candle on it with barely any wick left. The floors were creaking and there were cobwebs everywhere. There was no bed, no bathroom, no kitchen... What have I gotten myself into?
  
  I quickly storm out and was greeted by a scruffy man wearing an apron. His name was Tom Booker.
  
  "What do you think? Pretty cozy, huh?" He sounded like a used car sales man.
  
  "Oh, what am I saying? Of course you love it! Now about the matter of the pay. Come by my shop, I'll have you work part-time to pay of the debt for the cabin. I'll see you at noon!" Booker quickly takes off, before I could even say ANYTHING.
  
  He seemed to know I didn't have any money, which is probably why he assumes I'll work for him. I have no choice but to work at his dumb shop.
  
  > go to Booker's Shop
  I whipped out the map to find Booker's Shop. I tried keeping an optimistic attitude; maybe it won't be so bad?
  
  When I walked into Booker's Shop, it looked like a run down shack. There weren't many items to buy. Much like my cabin, it was dusty and full of cobwebs.
  
  Booker greeted me. "Welcome! You decided to finally show up, eh? Well, no time to waste, put this shirt on. You need to look professional."
  
  He handed me a worn out shirt with a "B" in the back. I'm guessing it was my uniform. Seeing as there was no back room to change, I threw it on over my other shirt.
  
  "Good! Now you look like a real employee. Alright, I have a series of tasks for you. I'll be nice and let you choose which one to do first."
  
  > mail a letter.
  Booker handed me some stationary.
  
  "Now, you will write a letter to my usual customer, Katzu. Advertise our new deals and spice the letter up any way you can. You can send mail through the Admissions Office, which is also the post office. Now get going!"
  
  I walked into the admissions office and sat at a small table, contemplating on what to write in this letter.
  
  I decided to go against Booker and write a letter to my parents.
  
  "Dear Mom and Dad,
  
  HELP! What were you thinking sending me here?! This is a horrible place! There has definitely been some murders or some criminal activity going on here! Seriously though SEND HELP. Police, Firemen, National Guard, CIA, ANYONE! I don't know how long I'll be able to survive here.
  
  Love and hopeful, Lana."
  
  I sealed the envelope and handed it to Shelly.
  
  "Alright. It'll take about 6-12 weeks for you letter to be sent. Thank you."
  
  6-12 weeks to send a piece of paper?! My distress letter was useless now. I needed a way out of here as quickly as possible. But for now, I must do all I can to survive.
  
  I headed back to Booker's. "Ah, what great timing you have. Ready to take on the next task?"
  
  > plant some flowers.
  Booker handed me a basket filled with flower seeds and a squirt bottle filled with fertilizer.
  
  "Your next task is to beautify the area! We want to entice new tenants to this wonderful facility of ours and to attract customers to the store. Better make it look pretty!"
  
  I planted maybe one or two flowers outside of Booker's shop, just to make myself look productive. I then proceeded to take off in search for an open field.
  
  It wasn't an open field, but there were minimal trees. "I guess this will have to do." I started planting the seeds carefully and made sure to drown it in fertilizer. I made it so that when they grow, the flowers will spell out "S.O.S."
  
  It will definitely attract people, that's for sure. As I sowed the last seed, I realized it takes a LONG time for plants to grow. On top of that, I would have to come here every day to water them and there's a chance they may die. Again, this plan had failed. With my head hanging low, I headed back to Booker's.
  
  "Alright, boss. I finished. Give me the next task."
  
  > deliver a package.
  Booker handed me a long box. "We got an order from a customer named Cody. He ordered this a few days ago and I was too lazy to make my way to his place. He's been expecting it, so you better hurry on this one!"
  
  I never really thought about the other tenants that were here until now. I whip out my trusty map in order to locate this guy Cody. His cabin is a little far from mine, but I guess it really doesn't matter. I knock on his door, and out pops a kid that looks about the same age as me. He looked fairly worn down and bitter.
  
  I handed him the box. "Here's your package. Booker sends his deepest condolences on the tardiness."
  
  Cody made a hand gesture for me to come it. He quickly locked the door behind me. "So you're the new kid, huh? What is your opinion? Don't worry about being late to Booker's. I'll tell him you were advertising."
  
  I just stared at him. I didn't know if he was being serious or not, but I figured I might as well trust someone in this camp. "Okay... I think this camp is horrid. If you don't, you're seriously crazy. I mean, is there any chance of escaping?"
  
  Cody chuckled. "Wanna here something funny? You may think we're the same age, but I'm actually 20-years-old. I've been trapped here for five years. And chances are, you'll either die right away or be forced to live here forever."
  
  I almost passed out from the shock after hearing such things.
  
  "But..." Cody started. "You're different from the other tenants. You're fresh and new, so the hope in you still burns. The others, well, they've learned to accept it here and have given up on escaping. But not me. I've learned patterns and schedules. Together, you and I can escape. You don't need to give me an answer now. Drop by later after you shift at Booker's. If not... don't worry about it."
  
  I couldn't even respond. I just left and went back to Booker's, dreading another task.
  
  > Back to Booker's.
  I ran back to Booker's hoping he wouldn't nag me.
  
  "Right on time. Alright, last task for the day! Exciting isn't it? You have to go to the town square, where the bulletin board is, and post an advertisement for the shop. Surely you can't screw this up."
  
  I hated him. I hated how he talked to me, how he looked, just... EVERYTHING. I was so thankful that it was my last job though. I ran to the town square.
  
  I grabbed a marker and wrote all in capital letters which took up 90% of the bulletin paper "COME SHOP AT BOOKER'S." He didn't specify what I should write. This would definitely get people's attention.
  
  The sun was setting and I could finally head back to my cabin. In front of the door was a package from Cody with a note attached. "You'll need this to keep you warm. Get some rest, we'll talk tomorrow." I opened the package and it was a sleeping bag. My eyes welled up with tears. Who would've thought I could make a companion in this camp?
  
  > Chapter 2: A New Day
  It was a new day here in the horrid "Camp Happy Trails." Thanks to Cody, I had a goodnight's sleep. I quickly fixed myself up and made my way to his cabin.
  
  Cody let me in and gave me the sign to stay quiet. "Everyone in the camp is still asleep. We don't have much time to talk though."
  
  "It's alright. Oh, and thank you for the sleeping bag by the way."
  
  "No problem. You'll definitely need it. It took me a long time to save up to buy one from Booker, that pig. Anyway... I know a way we can escape. Two ways, actually. Obviously I'll need your help. Are you in?"
  
  "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't in."
  
  "Good. So we have two options: By water or through the gate. I'll start with the water plan. For some reason, no one patrols the beach at night. Though the tide is strong during the night time, we have a good chance of escaping. Only problem: I have no idea how to get to another piece of land. Second option is through the gate. At night, the guards change. Instead of those losers who stand out there right now, the gate keepers are mutated demon hound dogs. They will not hesitate to rip someone to shreds. But, they do often fall asleep. Which plan entices you?"
  
  > Aqua Plan
  "I choose the Aqua Plan." The Aqua Plan made the most sense to me. If no one patrol's the beach, how can we possibly get caught?
  
  "Just what I was thinking. We need items for a boat. Booker doesn't sell lumber. But I do have an axe. I stole it from one of the tenants who's... no longer here. But nevermind that. I can chop a few trees. I'll need you to gather food and find a suitable light source. It'll be pitch black once we hit those waters."
  
  Cody quickly glances out the window. "Oh man, I see some people are starting to open their doors. Booker usually does a cabin check. You better run back and fast."
  
  I spring up and bolt out the door.
  
  I grab a basket from Booker's store while doing a delivery task. I run into Cody. He gets closer, but he doesn't look at me. "I forgot to mention... We are executing this plan tonight. So anything Booker makes you do today, such as deliveries... Just steal whatever you think will be necessary. Anyway, I'm off to chop more wood. I already have a stack of logs ready for building. Good luck." He walks away into the forest.
  
  The package I'm delivering today is a fishing pole.
  
  > go fishing.
  I decided to ditch Booker's customer and tear open the package. I tossed the box somewhere and take off with the fishing pole. I headed for the beach.
  
  I sat quietly on the sand with my line casted out. I figured I could try fishing in between deliveries. I could just tell Booker I was late because a customer was asking a lot of questions.
  
  After completing three deliveries, I started to get a little discouraged. Cody relied on me for finding food and I am utterly failing him.
  
  Just when I was about to give up, my line gets a tug. I reel it in quickly and out pops a sea bass! Fairly hefty and should last a while. I run back to my cabin to store it.
  
  On my way back to Booker's, I decided to take a different path. I came across two shops I've never been in before. A Tailor and a Lost and Found building.
  
  > go into the Tailor
  I was greeted by a lady with some crazy, spiky hair. "Welcome! My name is Trish. And this is my sister, Maple. She doesn't talk much. What can I do for you?"
  
  I realized I've been wearing the same clothes for two days now. I figured I'd buy some new threads with the tip a customer gave me earlier today.
  
  I didn't have enough for ANYTHING. I told Trish I only had $20 on me and she laughed in my face and threw me out of her shop, while saying "come back when you have REAL money" and slammed the door.
  
  Pretty rude.
  
  > go to the Lost and Found
  I stumbled into the Lost and Found. There was no one guarding it. On the table I saw two shirts, a little worn, but definitely good enough. Also, a flash light.
  
  I decided to be greedy and take both items. Free stuff is always the best stuff.
  
  Light source: check.
  
  > go to Cody's
  After my shift at Booker's, I went to Cody's to see how he was doing.
  
  "Hey, how's the boat coming along?"
  
  "Alright. I hope you don't mind it'll be kind of cramped. If the boat is too big, then they would surely spot us. Have you collected everything?"
  
  "Yes! I got a big fish and a flash light."
  
  "Ah, good. I managed to gather some fruit while I was chopping trees. Meet me at the beach at 1AM tonight."
  
  > 1AM. Got it!
  1AM couldn't come quick enough. I sneaked out with a large basket and made my way to the beach.
  
  As I was walking along the shore, I saw the boat. I ran to it and set the basket in the boat. I looked around eagerly for Cody, but he was no where in sight.
  
  I was suddenly struck with a baseball bat. It was Booker. "Where ya goin' kid? Planning to escape, perhaps?" He swung again.
  
  I quickly got out of the boat and dodged Booker's swings. "Where's Cody, Booker?! What did you do with him?!"
  
  Booker smirked. "Let's just say Cody over stayed his welcome at Camp Happy Trails. I sent him off quite peacefully. As a goodbye gift, he left you this boat."
  
  I fell to my knees in shock. I couldn't believe it. Cody was gone. I was busted. And dead.