"You signed me up for what-" I exclaimed, my eyes wide. Claire just turned at me with a sweet and sour smile. A helicopter landed on the landing site, blowing mine and Claire's faces. "You'll be attending camp cretaceous, Cleo. It's not that big of a deal-- Good morning, Mr. Masrani," She walked towards the helicopter. A faint image Mr. Masrani's face popped on the tainted window, waving at me with a smile on his face. I groaned as I went back into the building. I can't believe she had to put me in a 'camp cre-something' for the next month- Wait, hold on, Is Mr. Masrani in the driver's seat? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In which Cleo Dearing was forced to attend Camp Cretaceous. There will be thrilling adventures and things there, she knows. But what if it turned out more than what she expected?