Ross, you ready to go to camp tonight sweetie?

The bus is almost here! "I understand mom"! Ross says in an angrily manner. What's wrong honey? Nothing. My friends think you're weird. You don't have to chase the bus while it's leaving off. Well, it's my goodb- you don't have to embarrass me in front of the whole school!

Leave me at harmony. Ross rushes to the front door in an irritated manner! Ross unexpectedly causes the cement and grass surrounding him to shift apart as he hears a voice chant. "Ross wake up, Ross wake up. Ross releases himself from a recumbent position looking around his room with a very stunning look. Ross can you tie my shoelaces? Chase you're three years of age, you don't need my assistance anymore. Gifted students can tie they're shoelaces. I'm not gifted. Chase, you're three years young in the 1st grade. Ross's phone starts to ring. Oh, it's from Tim. I'm in trouble. -Tim whispers-. I need your help. Tim says very quietly as a monster like creature approaches him.