October '10. The night is dark, but the spirits are high. A talent show has been performed, and hot chocolate drunk in peace.

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"The only thing left to do," Mr. Smith said with a smile, “is dance."

Of course, that introduction warranted some confused looks. And only I knew what he was planning; when I had come to fetch my shoes from the room the previous evening, my RS teacher had asked me help him set up some music. Thus, I obliged, and proceeded to write down, onto post-it notes, the names of numbers of the tracks of folk-music he was playing. The post-it notes were then stuck onto the CDs. When I asked him what it was all for, he replied:

"I'm going to make you all dance. It's going to be a laugh watching you."

I shook my head and wandered off, but it was only then, the next evening, that I realised the full extent of what we were going to do.

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Yes, the summary poem is one I made up- on the spot, I might add. I didn't know what to put, but it mattered not anyway :P

Scatterbrained Eileen stumbles upon the secret of the spirit realm in her deliberately delayed trip to 'Godcamp', all planned by her best friend and RS teacher, Smith.

Open for all. This was just a crazy idea from the basis of what actually happened in the prologue. Please write in first person from the view of the female protagonist, Eileen. Other than that, I don't really mind!

updated Feb 4 by SumnerzAngel