Camp Nowhere Goosebumps Novels & Stories

She gets up and leaves. Kara's POV: Camping is fun. Wow, that's something I never thought I'd be saying... He makes it fun. I've spent most of the evening not worried about the bugs and large animals that might be lurking in the woods. Of course, to make matters worse, I hear some leaves crunching and footsteps approaching the tent. I clutch the blanket he brought. It's camo print. How fitting. Maybe it will hide me. I hide underneath, just in case.

If Elliott’s guess was right, this tunnel would be sealed off at the end that emptied into the new building, via the old Capitol Building, so the Vampires wouldn’t be able to see the light. Unless they had cameras. Jo’s eyes went to the ceiling as she scanned the area for any sign that they were being monitored. It really didn’t seem like something the Vamps would neglect. “I keep thinking we’re going to run into a crocopire or something,” Brandon whispered. “Yeah, me, too,” Scott said. ‘What’s a crocopire?” It was the girl that Margie had sent--Pamela. Her accent was so thick, it was difficult for Jo to understand.

I dozed off. At the witching hour, I jerked up, I was cold. I got goosebumps. The moon was still out. I felt the presence of people. I looked around me. I heard voices, yet I could see no one. I looked at Luna’s grave, only the flowers which were presented at her burial were laid on it. I felt a touch like an electric shock on my skin, I sprang up. Fear crept into me. I hugged myself. I moved back, and footsteps neared. I swayed with the howling of wind across the lonely cemetery. I heard voices whispering in the distance. I closed my eyes and then opened them again. “Argh…!” I screamed.

ALINA I jolted upright and I was out of bed before my eyes fully opened. My heart pounded against my rib cage like it was trying to escape. The air in the room felt tight, but I paid no mind to it. Pulling the worn sweater over my head and slinking my shaky arms into the sleeves. By the time I reached the field, the camp was alive and more than half of the other displaced wolves, vampires and lycans, have flooded into the roads, trying to find shelter.

A gunshot echoed through the night, first one, then another and another. More of the hideous creatures lurched across the campsite, each one as frightening and ugly as the one who had tried to get into the girls’ tent. Kappes was shooting at them. His bullets thudded into the creatures with a wet, sickening sound, but the gunfire seemed only to slow them, not stop them. The two boys were huddled behind him, and Smith was wrestling with the creature he had pulled away from the tent. Nicky had seen enough horror movies to know what was happening. It was impossible, but the campsite was being attacked by zombies! Never in a million years would she have believed it.

Intro: Two young couples go into the woods for camping, read as they get down dirty in the deep dark woods; Bianca P.O.V. A loud thump echoed beside her, and the ground she was on shuddered from the force of the impact. She jumped, whirling around as she strained to see through the impenetrable darkness. The touchlight had slipped from her hand, and she felt a little bit scared ... There was a loud scrambling, she scurried backwards. Heavy, raspy breathing bounced off the stone rock she had rested on to catch her breath, and then a crash, as if something had run right into a wall.

You can’t even see the sky because all the branches from the trees surrounding the campsite cover the small gap that should be above us. It gives off a strange vibe and I don’t like the feeling of this place. A shiver creeps down my spine causing the rest of my body to be covered in gooseflesh. I glance over at Ash and he seems to be having the same reaction. As we build the tent and make the fire I listen to the sounds of the woods, the flapping of a bird’s wing, the distant buzzing of a bumblebee, the small cry of a baby koala and the howl of a dingo but there’s no sign of a monster anywhere.

I said, leaning over the table and blowing out the candles, "that I’d like you all to come back with me. The cemetery is much too large for just one girl." The screams started then, but the walls of our sturdy farmhouse were thick, and the nearest neighbor was a mile away. As I began to drag my father toward the door by his frozen arm, I realized I really should have changed my clothes. Velvet is far too heavy for the kind of work I had planned for the rest of the night.

Together, they would face the trials that awaited them, united by a connection that transcended the supernatural world's complexities. *** Under the shroud of darkness, Lark, Carla, Gabriel, and their allies, Jeff and a few trusted companions, crept silently towards the outskirts of the Blue Moon Pack territory. They moved with the skill and precision of seasoned infiltrators, making sure to avoid any sentries or patrols that might be on duty.

But boredom has finally won out over whatever deeply-rooted awkwardness I have about him, and now’s the time. The camp itself is actually in a brilliant location—deep near the edge of the Winterfall border, close to Canada. Canadian packs have remained neutral, so if things go south, we can make a quick escape. And aside from the brutal cold, the camp is surprisingly well-equipped. There’s a lake nearby, perfect for hunting, fishing, and bathing. Caroline keeps calling this a vacation, which only proves that she is unwell.