So...ready to begin?

Micky: I'm ready.

Mike: I'm ready.

Peter: (Gulps) I think I am...

Davy: That deal with the monsters was bloody weird.

*The guys are once again headed through the woods. Peter, Micky, & Davy lead while Mike & Sach help Slip along.*

Mike: How 'ya feelin' now, Slip?

Slip: Been better, in more ways than one.

Peter: I sure hope we're almost done here!

Mike: At least the mist is a lot thinner. We can pretty much see where we're goin' now.

Sach: *Nods* I wanna go home.

Peter: I want to at least get to the party, before our wives kill us.

Slip: Guys, I gotta pee.

Mike: There are six hundred trees around here. Use one of them.

Slip: I plan on it. *Winces as he heads off towards one of the six hundred trees. He disappears behind a tree. After several moments, there's a sudden yell from behind said tree.*

Sach: Chief! *Runs after him and goes behind the tree; moments later, he yells*

Mike: What is it? (They join Sach...and find themselves looking down the edge of a short cliff.)

*Slip is at the bottom of the cliff, sitting up with an arm held close to his ribs.*

Mike: (Sniffs...and his eyes widen) Shit. Slip, are you ok?

Slip: *Groans* No.

Sach: *Still pointing* Ch...ch...ch...ch...

Peter: We'll help him. Slip, do you think you could hold on to some rope and climb up?

Slip: *Shifts and groans loudly* No.

Peter: Then someone is going to have to go down there and get him.

Mike: Any volunteers?

Slip: *Somewhat faintly* Don't all volunteer at once.

Davy: I'll go down, mates.

Peter: Good idea. You're strong, but you're not too much to carry.

Mike: (Makes a rope appear; ties it around Davy's waist) Ok, kid. Just tell us when you're ready to come up.

Davy: Will do. *sets himself at the edge* Okay, mates, here we go...

Mike: Ok, kid, be careful! (The boys lower him down to Slip; the other three hold onto the other end.)

Slip: *Looks up at Davy* Hey.

Davy: *Nods* Wanna get out of here?

Slip: Gladly. *pushes up, but moves wrong and groans loudly*

Davy: That doesn't sound good at all. That lets out the plan of tying the rope around you. We'll have to hang onto each other.

Slip: *Nods* Lets just...go...

Davy: *Puts an arm out* Hug?

Slip: Shudup.

Davy: *Grins as he wraps an arm around Slip* Hang on tight!

Slip: *Wraps his usable arm around Davy, keeping his other at his ribs* As well as I can.

Davy: *Looks upwards* Guys, we're ready!

Mike: (Cut back up to the edge of the cliff; he looks over his shoulder at the other two) Ok, boys, pull! (They do. After a few minutes of tugging and grunting, they finally get Slip and Davy back on the cliff side.)

Peter: You guys ok? Davy? Slip?

Davy: *Stands and helps Slip* I'm okay, but he isn't.

Sach: *Frowns* Chief?

Slip: *Wincing* Sach... *claps his shoulder with his free hand; turns to the others* I landed hard down there. My ribs...and my arm.

Mike: Shit.

Peter: (Gently takes Slip's arm) Tell me where this hurts. (Bends it a bit)

Slip: *Winces and breathes out* Shit...

Peter: I wish we could get you to a doctor.

Mike: When I get my hands on that Belavarg, I am going to break every single bone in his damn body.

Slip: How about we just find that damn tower & beat him that way?

Mike: We'll find that tower, and THEN I'll break every bone in his body.

*Slip winces, but doesn't say anything.*

Peter: There. How do you feel now?

Slip: Still hurts, but at least I won't keep movin' everythin'.

Peter: We have to be almost done, Slip. As soon as we get out of here, we'll take you to a doctor.

Mike: Well, we ain't gonna get outta here if we don't get movin'. You want someone to stay with you, Slip?

Peter: And we all need to keep a better eye out for things like fallen trees, hidden gorges and cliffs, and other obstacles. We don't want anyone else getting hurt.

Slip: *Sighs, to Mike* Mind if I tag along with a real leader?

Mike: (Grins) Sure! It might not hurt the two stubborn leaders to learn from each other.

Peter: You sure gave us a scare, Slip!

Slip: It gave YOU a scare?

Mike: Yeah. Proof positive that not everythin' that scares ya is a ghost or a goblin.

Peter: I'll stay with you, Sach. In fact, let's all stay in twos and threes from now on. The Buddy System will be a big help here.

Sach: *Smiles as he throws an arm around Peter* Thanks, Peter.

Peter: (Throws his arm around Sach) Anytime.

Davy: *Turns to Micky* You and me are stuck together again.

Micky: *Shrugs* We're too good for them.

(The camera follows the six as they head off two by two, with Davy and Micky and their flashlights leading the way this time.)

(Cut to the woods again. The mist is rapidly retreating, but it's still dark and spooky here. Once in a while, we'll hear an owl let out a lone hoot.)

Peter: (Gulps; he and Sach are white as sheets) D...did you hear that, Sach?

Sach: *nods* Uh huh!

Peter: (We hear more hooting and what sounds like howling) I hope that's not more werewolves! :O

(That's when we hear rustling in the trees...and giggling. ;) )

Peter: (Jumps and points his flashlight at the trees behind them; nothing is there) Sach, did you hear someone giggle?

*Sach nods very fast.*

Peter: (Spies a flash of white behind a tree and points his flashlight; there's nothing there) Did you see that?

Sach: *Whines* I don't like this!

Peter: Me either. Michael! (He runs to Mike and tugs on his shoulder) There's somethin' out there.

Mike: I don't see nuthin'. (Sniffs) Don't smell nuthin',either. There's somethin' in these woods. I can sense it. I just can't smell it.

Peter: (Gulps) That's not good, is it?

Slip: So whatever it is can't be something physical.

Peter: If it's not physical....

(That's when three ghosts pop out from beyond the trees and begin wailing, surrounding the guys.)

("I Never Thought It Peculiar" begins as the ghosts chase after the boys, who scatter in all directions. Mike tries to hide behind a tree...but the ghosts finds him, giggling. He runs off again.)

(Peter looks around warily with his flashlight. He doesn't see any ghosts...until one pops out of a hollow in a tree and makes a face at him! He screams and takes off. The ghost giggles and takes off after him.)

*Micky and Davy just run away from ghosts and run into each other. Sach runs and jumps over them.* ;)

*Slip is turning every which way with his flashlight. If a ghost even gets remotely close, he growls at it.*

(Mike and Peter help Micky and Davy back to their feet...but when Peter shines his flashlight behind them, he reveals three more ghosts making faces. They all scream and run off in different directions.)

(Mike is looking for his flashlight on the ground. He just can't find it! Something whitish finally hands it to him. When he looks up to thank it, he shines it on a ghost! He takes off. The ghost shrugs. How rude! He didn't even thank him!)

(Peter grabs Sach as two ghosts chase them. They climb up a tree. They look at each other in relief...until they both realize they're looking at something white. A ghost makes faces at them, and they scramble back down.)

*Slip lets rip one of his loud, two-finger whistles, getting everyone's attention.*

Ghost #1: (Darts around Slip) How you make that big noise? You so little!

Slip: Just talented, I guess.

Mike: What in tarnation is goin' on around here?

Ghost #1: (She giggles and somehow slaps Micky on the shoulder) Tag! You're it!

Micky: Tag!?

Ghost #2: Now you have to chase us!

Ghost #3: Yeah, you chase us! Give us good chase!

Mike: If we chase you, you've gotta show us the way outta here.

Micky: Yeah. We'll play with you if you help us, okay?

Ghost #1: We can do that!

Ghost #2: Yeah, we're good helpers!

Ghost #3: Oh, boy, we get to help someone!

Mike: Ok, girls. Everyone scatter now.

Peter: (Mutters to Mike) Is this a good idea?

Mike: If it'll help us get outta here, yes. 'Sides, it can't be any worse than playin' tag with the kids.

Slip: *Waves his good hand* I'll sit this out.

Ghost #1: (She bobs over to Slip) What happened? (She dips around him) Your arm all bent!

Slip: *Makes a face* I fell.

Ghost #1: That not nice. I'll stay here and make you happy.

Slip: *Surprised* You will?

Ghost #1: Sure! You can't play, so I'll stay with you.

Slip: That's...nice. Thanks.

Ghost #1: (Bobs) You're welcome!

Mike: Ok, then. For the rest of you, all of ya scatter so we can chase ya.

Micky: Ready or not, here we go!

("Teeny Tiny Gnome" begins as everyone but Slip chases after the ghosts. Slip and his ghost sit - or bob - on a fallen log in the center of the clearing.)

(Mike shines his flashlight around the trees. He at first thinks he sees a white wisp in a branch, but it turns out to be an owl.)

(Peter looks around bushes. He feels something tapping on his shoulder, but when he shines his flashlight, it's not there.)

*Sach is playing peek-a-boo with one of those ghosts.*

(Peter chases one of the ghosts around a bush in circles. They get so fast that finally Peter lets the ghost chase itself.)

*Micky and Davy just run around. A couple ghosts laugh at them.*

*Slip watches the others having fun. He frowns.*

(The ghost pats him on the head. Poor fellow! You still have me.)

(Mike is still trying to find ghosts, but they keep ducking out of his line of view.)

(The romp ends as the boys finally chase all of the ghosts into the center of the clearing, next to Slip and his ghost...except for Mike.)

Mike: Man, I can't find any!

Ghost #2: We had lotsa fun!

Ghost #1: (Pats Slip again) Feel better now?

Slip: About as well as I can.

Mike: Ok, guys. We kept our end of the deal. You keep yours. Show us the way outta here.

Ghost #1: Ok! (She and the other ghosts start bobbing through the woods) Follow us!

Mike: We gotta follow them. (He shines his light on the whiteness bobbing through the woods.)

(Cut to what appears to be the edge of the forest. The mist has completely vanished here. The full moon we've seen all night shines on a path that goes over a grassy hill. At the bottom of top of the hill is a tower half-hidden in the shadows of the hills around it.)

Ghost #1: Here! This is the path!

Mike: That must be the tower.

Peter: (Gulps) It sure looks spooky.

Micky: Creepy.

Slip: What're we waitin' for?

Peter: That place to look less creepy.

Mike: (Grabs Peter's shirt) Come on, guys. (He pulls Peter along)

Peter: (Waves to the ghosts as Mike grabs him) Thanks for everything!

Ghost #1: No problem! We had fun!

Sach: Bye! Hope to see you again sometime!

Micky: Thank you!

(The ghosts all wave good-bye to them as the boys head down the path to the tower.)

Mike: (He smiles) I like this much better. It's more open. (He makes the flashlights disappear) We won't need those right now. Not with the moon up there and all those stars.

Peter: Those ghosts were a lot of fun! I haven't had that much fun since the last time Jordan had the twins over and they talked me into a game of tag.

Davy: I bet they'd love to meet Emerald.

Peter: She's such a cutie. She'd have a great time with them.

Mike: How was your ghost buddy, Slip?

Slip: She was nice. *He shrugs and winces, muttering a curse under his breath.*

Peter: Slip, we promise. As soon as we get out of the tower, one of us will get you to a hospital. The others will tell our wives what happened.

Slip: Good.

Sach: My poor Chiefy.

Mike: (Nods) There always seems to be one of us who gets the worst of it in these adventures. It would seem like it's your turn this time, Slip.

Slip: Lucky me. *Turns to Mike* Before we go in the tower, can I take two seconds to curse loudly just in case we gotta be quiet inside?

Mike: (Chuckles) Go ahead. You deserve it.

Micky: Wait... *covers Sach's ears* Anyone else? *Sach's eyes move curiously.*

(Peter covers his own ears.)

Slip: *Remembers his ribs, but still lets out a long and loud* DAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMNNNNN! *Sighs* Okay, now we can go in.

Mike: Ok, then. Let's move. (They all head down the last of the path and over to the tower as we fade out on the group and the bright, white moon.)