looked down at Lucas.
“I want to go back inside; I don’t like it out here at all,” Tabitha said, as she nervously looked around.
Lucas stood up, “I agree with Tabitha. Let’s go inside.” As the six of them walked to the front of the clubhouse, not a single sound echoed throughout the woods. After shutting the door, the woods seemed to come alive with sounds of nature.
Tabitha walked over to the window. “It’s getting late. I had better get home before my dad comes looking for me.”
As Jarod flopped down on the bean-bag chair, he said, “What? I thought we were all going to camp out so we could plan tomorrow’s adventure.”
“For real, Jarod? Do you think my dad’s going to let me stay the night with all boys?” Jarod looked over at Thomas, and then back at Tabitha. “You know, Mr. Macleod never had a problem with you camping out with us before; you’re our sister.”
Brandon saw the looks between Tabitha and Thomas, and then he laughed. “Oh my God, Thomas, you kissed her.”
With an enormous grin, Thomas replied, “Yes, and wouldn’t you know it, Mr. Macleod walked in at the same time.”
Rich was laughing so hard, he stood up and slapped Thomas on the back. “Way to go, dufus.”
Jarod looked over at his twin brother with a snide look. “It’s not funny Rich. She’s the only one out of us all that has the ability to sense danger. Has last summer slipped your mind?”
“It’s OK, guys. I’ll be back first thing tomorrow morning. You can show me what your plans are then. Oh, and by the way guys, my dad will be by sometime tomorrow. He wants to check the place out.” Tabitha left before any of the guys could respond to that.
The night flew by with the boys planning to find Big Foot, the creature that killed Thomas’s father all those years ago while on a hunting trip.
Five Years Ago James knelt down so he was at eye level with his son Thomas. He pointed into the woods and whispered. “While hunting, you must remain quiet and well hidden, for the deer has keen senses. They can see, hear and smell for miles, making it very difficult to hunt them.”
The next thing they knew, there was a strange growl behind them. When James looked up, all he saw was a big hairy creature charging toward them. He pushed Thomas out of the way and screamed, “Run boy!” Thomas ran as fast as his little legs could carry him. Stopping at the edge of the woods, he turned back and saw the angry beast kill his father. The next thing he knew, he was waking up in the hospital. To this day, the remains of his father have never been found, and every summer his five friends would venture into the woods to find what Thomas called ‘Big-Foot’, and every summer they came up empty handed, but they encountered strange things lurking in the misty woods, strange things they could not explain.
Present Time
Joshua opened the clubhouse door without knocking. When all the boys looked up at the intrusion, Rich jumped up out of the chair and said, “Mr. Macleod, I thought Tabitha was kidding when she said you were coming.”
“Damn, boy, you seem nervous. Are you hiding something?”
Rich looked like he was about to jump out of his skin. Jarod laughed and said, “You intimidate him, that’s all.”
Joshua walked around the room like he owned the place. Stopping at the dirty window, he looked out at the forest, and then turned around and looked at Rich. “How’s your mom?”
“She’s still on her book tour in the UK.”
When Joshua looked back out the window, Rich looked back at Jarod, and whispered, “Why does he always ask about Mom?”
Joshua must have heard them, because when he turned back around, he raised his eyebrows like he was hiding something, and then said, “Whatever your adventures are for this summer, you need to call me right away if something happens. I don’t know what it is about you kids, but you always seem to find trouble. Jarod, do I make myself clear? Call me right away.”
“Yes sir!”
Mr. Macleod looked at all of us, and then left without saying a word.
Days had passed, and Jarod finished reading the journal. The weird thing was, none of it made any sense at all. It was as if they had written the strange ramblings, but none of them had ever seen it before in their life. Putting the journal down onto the old wooden crate that they had made into a coffee table, Jarod let out a sigh. Rich looked at his twin and said as he picked up the journal, “We need to look at this in a different perspective. Just say we wrote this.”
Jarod gave Rich a strange look. “But, we didn’t.”
“Just say we did, in the future.”
“Now you’re sounding like Mom, with all her crazy past life thinking.”
“What if she’s right? What if we lived in a world where we co-exist between parallel worlds? Say we’re here in 2014, but were also here in 1457.”
“OK, Einstein. So how do you explain the journal showing up here and now?”
“I don’t know, call Mom and see what her thoughts are.”
There was no way Jarod wanted to call his mom and ask her about the journal. All of his friends thought she was kind of crazy, but when it came to her weird stories, they all wanted to sit and listen.
The phone rang only 3 times before his mom picked up. “Hey sweetie, what’s up?”
“Mom, I’m going to put you on speaker-phone so everyone can hear you. Now before you say a word, just hear us out.”
“OK, but I must say, I don’t like the sound of this.”
Jarod went on to tell her how they had come about the journal. There was a silent pause before she said, “Wow! In my explorations of timelessness, I reveal that ordinary space is not empty, profound as it may be. If the theories I propose are correct, all universes exist without beginning or end in the ultimate arena of time, and each moment we experience, exists forever. Therefore, if you have accidently opened the veil to our parallel world, you very well could have written the book like Rich has claimed. Just in another time and continuing space. My next question is as a mother, not as an intuitive, is what the bloody hell are you guys doing, and what does the journal say?”
“Mom, it’s just a stupid journal that Rich thinks we wrote. But, you know how Rich is. He thinks everything is an adventure. He’s just like you.”
“What does the journal say?”
After a brief sigh, Jarod said, “OK!”
As Jarod begin to read the journal to his mom, the wind blew with a mighty force, and lighting flashed crossed the sky. The phone went dead. The moment the door flew open, everyone jumped to their feet, and slowly walked out the door. Rolling toward them was strange dense fog, Tabitha was the only one to step back into the clubhouse and when she did, the door slammed shut. Franticly, she tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge. When she finally got it to open, the fog was gone and so were her friends.
Frantically, Tabitha ran around the clubhouse, screaming everyone’s names.
She jumped and let out a whimper when Thomas touched her shoulder. “Tabitha, Tabitha, are you OK? We heard you yelling all the way up at Brandon’s house.
“But I thought you guys were lost.”
“What? You must have had a bad dream. We left you asleep after we unpacked Rich’s big bag of stuff.”
After Thomas left to go back up to the house, Tabitha looked around the room. “It couldn’t have been just a dream.”
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