Camp Nowhere Goosebumps Novels & Stories

“And by hounds, you mean—?” “Not the kind you’re thinking.” His lips twitched in something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You’ll know if we see one.” I shivered, unsure if I wanted to find out. We reached a small cabin tucked deep into the forest, its silhouette barely visible against the night. It looked abandoned — the kind of place you’d pass by in a horror movie right before something terrible happened. Kael pushed the door open with his shoulder, the wood groaning under his strength.

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.

But the unease lingered, crawling over them like a shadow of its own. Without another word, they squeezed through the gate, one by one, stepping into the overgrown campgrounds. The air seemed to thicken as they walked further in. The trees were no longer just trees; they had become something else — watching, waiting. The old buildings loomed in the distance, their windows dark, their structures rotting. Suddenly, there was a sound. A laugh. A wild, eerie laugh. Travis’s face went pale. “What the hell was that?”

Alexander gushes in excitement. "Okay I will come." Rushes Amara. She wanted to get out of the devil's abode some way or the other. Nothing he speaks next goes inside Amara's head. "Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me?

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

Jacob stood and slowly came up behind me. I tied off a trash bag after tossing the bloodied disposable gloves in it. I turned and jumped. "How are you so quiet on your feet? Anyway, why aren't the police here yet?" It was nearing 2.00 am. Outside, the rain had dwindled to a fine drizzle, almost inaudible. Jacob let out a harsh, cold laugh. "The police aren't coming." "What?" I hadn't even registered it yet when he suddenly grabbed my neck with both hands, his face twisting into a vicious snarl.

The darkness of the campus was oppressive, broken only by the dim flicker of emergency lights that cast long, ominous shadows. Luke moved with a purpose, his enhanced senses tuning into every sound, every movement. He started his search from the main campus building. He could hear the groans of the undead echoing faintly through the halls, their shuffling footsteps dragging against the cracked tile floors. The smell of decay hung in the air, sharp and putrid, making it hard to breathe.

His cold expression held no traces of fear as he glanced between his friends, from the couple among them to those who were always at each other's throats. “Signing an online form to consent to consensual-non-consensual sex with strangers isn't the wildest thing we’ve done together.” He scolded but Mike was so fear-stricken that he refused to be shut up. “Yeah, but not in a fucking haunted mansion—” “I said it’s not a fucking haunted mansion,” Gem interrupted him, kicking him in his shin. Mike groaned in pain and she quickly rushed to him, her hand wrapped around him. “Are you alright?”

He begins reading it, "If you want the old hag back, meet me at the Meldam Road, 2pm." "Oh no. They have kidnapped her." Sarah winced. Anger and fear welled up within me. How could Audrey dare to abduct Aunt Belinda? She would soon regret crossing our family. Theo voiced his concerns, "This might be a trap. Meldam Road is abandoned and in the outskirts. The road's been abandoned for years and people who pass say skeletons and remains litter the road." Sarah clutched onto Theo after what he said, "S…sk…skeletons??"

the gamma tips his chin at me and makes a weird motion with his hand, like a cowboy with an invisible hat, "Bradley Walters, Blood Moon gamma. Where can we set up camp?" All business. Good. "The barn is at your disposal, as are any of the open lands around the house. There's a creek about a quarter mile to your left. Three bathrooms. One in the workshop by the house, two inside the house, one upstairs and one down. You may use the spare bedroom if you like. Dinner will be ready shortly."