Camp Creepy by Kiersten White (English) Hardcover Book

Description: Camp Creepy by Kiersten White The Sinister-Winterbottoms, twins Alexander and Theo and their older sister Wil, find themselves at a mysterious summer camp where they meet other families whose parents are missing. FORMAT Hardcover LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description The third book in the middle-grade series thats part Scooby-Doo, part A Series of Unfortunate Events, and entirely genius! Follow the Sinister-Winterbottoms on their most outrageous adventure yet, when they find themselves at a normal summer camp!The third book in the middle-grade series thats part Scooby-Doo, part A Series of Unfortunate Events, and entirely genius! Follow the Sinister-Winterbottoms on their most outrageous adventure yet, when they find themselves at a normal summer camp!After leaving the Sanguine Spa in pursuit of Edgarent, the kids find themselves at a mysterious summer camp, Camp Creek. There are lake games and happy counselors, and theres even a tie-dye cabin. Its all very . . . normal.But if Theo and Alexander know one thing, its that normal doesnt always mean good. When everyone around her starts acting strange, Theo wonders if maybe the fumes from the tie-dye cabin are seeping into their brains, and she resolves to investigate whats really going on at Camp Creek.The third book in #1 New York Times bestselling author Kiersten Whites Sinister Summer series continues the adventures of the Sinister-Winterbottoms and their aunt, who never saw a discount vacation destination she didnt love. Author Biography Kiersten White has never been a lifeguard, camp counselor, or spa masseuse, but she is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than twenty books, including Wretched Waterpark, the first book in the Sinister Summer series, and Beanstalker and Other Hilarious Scarytales. She lives with her family near the beach and keeps all her secrets safely buried in her backyard, where they are guarded by a ferocious tortoise named Kimberly.kierstenwhite.com@kierstenwhite on Twitter Review Praise for Camp Creepy: A JLG Selection! "This slightly sinister—and very satisfying—interconnected series continues."—Kirkus"A strong, swirling mystery filled with humor and wit."—School Library Journal Review Quote Praise for Camp Creepy : "This slightly sinister-- and very satisfying --interconnected series continues."-- Kirkus Excerpt from Book One The Sinister-Winterbottoms had a problem. Well, they had several problems. Their parents had dropped them off with a previously unknown--and seriously weird--aunt in the middle of the night and then disappeared. Sixteen-year-old Wil, twelve-year-old Theo, and also twelve-year-old Alexander had not heard from their parents once since then, other than a frustratingly vague letter. There was a man with small, mean eyes and a large, mean mustache who kept turning up where they didnt want him. Which, to be fair, was a long list of places. Basically everywhere imaginable was a place they didnt want to see Edgarent. The only places they might be happy to see him were: behind bars, in a pit with unclimbable walls, or at the DMV, a terrible place adults went to be tormented. They had first met Edgarent and his large, mean mustache at Fathoms of Fun Waterpark, where he had tried to steal the whole park. Then again at the Sanguine Spa, where he succeeded in stealing a locked book with their name on it. And there was a chance Edgarent had been intending to steal them as well. Currently, they were on their way to a camp where he might be lurking, which had seemed important when they left. Track him down, get their book back, and find out why their former friend Quincy was helping him. Somehow, especially to Alexander, going where they knew Edgarent might be didnt feel like the best idea now that it was actually happening. But, even with this abundance of problems, there was one problem that was quickly leaping to the top of their already-high problem pile: Aunt Saffronias car wasnt working. More specifically, it seemed to be . . . disappearing. "This car wasnt a convertible when we got in, was it?" Theo stared upward in consternation, a word she liked because it was like confusion had populated an entire nation. There had definitely been a normal, solid car roof above them at the beginning of the drive. And now there was only sky. "Thats weird," Alexander said. "Which part?" Theo answered, gesturing to everything around them. "No wind." He had a point. There was no breeze. It was like they were sealed in against the world. But the boundaries of that seal were dissolving. Even the windows seemed less solid than they had a few minutes before. Theo was very brave--sometimes to the point of being reckless, though she was trying to be reckful whenever possible now--but she drew the line at speeding down a lonely, empty forest road in a car that wasnt sure whether or not it wanted to keep existing. "It was not a convertible when we got in." Alexander was sure of it. He wouldnt have gotten into a convertible, worrying that there was no roof above him if the car were to flip or if an aggressive hawk were to take a liking to his hair. He had nice hair, always neatly parted and combed, and he could imagine exactly what it would feel like for a hawk to sink its greedy talons in. Unlike his twin, he was not very brave, and never reckless or even reckful, preferring tremendous caution in all things. He was thoughtful and careful and deeply, deeply worried. As a default, but particularly at the current moment. It had been bad enough heading toward a camp where Edgarent might be waiting for them. Worse, too, that Alexander suspected it was the same camp he had seen a book about. A book entitled A History of Summer Camps and the Unexplained Disappearances of Various Campers in the Mountainous Lake Regions. Worst that they were doing it in a car that wasnt dependable. Their dad knew a lot about mechanics on account of building battle robots in their garage all the time. He would agree that a dependable car had a reliable engine in good working order and a body that didnt disappear at random. Alexander watched the mountainous landscape with dread, waiting for a lake to appear. He should have broken rules for once and aggressively borrowed that book from the Sanguine Spa library. At least then hed know what they were getting into. Surely their friend Mina, who owned the spa now thanks to their help, wouldnt have held it against him. Sometimes reading was a necessary survival skill. And Alexander really wanted to survive. Wil should have had an opinion about the state of the car, but she was too busy staring at Rodrigo. Rodrigo, its case covered in shiny stickers, was her constant companion. But it was the shine of its screen that held a magnetic grip on both Wils eyes and her brain. "Here, twerp," she said, holding her hand out. "Let me be in charge of the keys to the books until we find them." Alexander was more than happy to relinquish the ring of tiny keys he had gotten from Lucys nest. Holding on to the keys meant being responsible for them, and even though he was the most responsible twelve-year-old possibly in existence, he didnt want to be responsible for something so important. "About the car," he said, hoping Aunt Saffronia would reassure them. But instead, as though triggered by their doubts, the car drifted to a stop. "Whats wrong?" Alexander asked. They were surrounded by towering trees so green they were nearly black. The road beneath them was cracked with disuse. It didnt look like anyone was around for miles and miles. Aunt Saffronia stayed in the drivers seat, gripping the steering wheel. "I cant go any further," she informed them. "So the car is breaking." Theo was glad to have it confirmed, even if she had never heard of a car breaking down by slowly evaporating. It didnt seem like an overly car-ish thing to do. Then again, it was their father who was mechanically minded. So maybe hed have an explanation, if he had bothered to stick with them this summer. Theo glared out the window. But that wasnt quite right. She lifted her hand and held it straight through where the window no longer was. Theo glared out the empty space that wasnt a window anymore. This was all their parents fault, and she was mad at them for being gone. Being mad was easier than being worried about where they were, why they had gone, why they hadnt come back or even called. Why there had been a book with their family name on it at the Sanguine Spas secret hidden library, and why a mean mustachioed man would want that book and the six others like it. Alexander found it easy to be worried enough for the both of them, though. His worry was always generous that way. He was sure his mom could have reassured him, would have laughed and declared this all an adventure while passing out cookies she miraculously produced from her depthless purse. But she wasnt here, and unlike Theo, Alexander wasnt mad at all. He was just scared. And he really wanted a book to distract himself with. Two books, ideally. Both the Sinister family book and the book about camp disappearances. Wil looked up, taking in their surroundings with a frown. If she noticed huge portions of the car were missing, she didnt indicate it. "Come on, Aunt Saff, we have to get there. I need to get those books." But Aunt Saffronia didnt move. "We should go back to my dwelling. Its safe there. Youll be safe there. We can go other places, too. There is still much to be found. Youve done well so far. Better than I hoped. Your parents wanted me to keep you in my sanctum--" "Whats a sanctum?" Theo asked. Aunt Saffronia continued as though she hadnt heard. "--but I needed you to find what I could not. I fear they may have been right, though. Now that I have set you on this path, I cannot keep you safe. Not from what lies at the end of it. And we still do not have what we need." She turned her head, much like an owl, pale eyes enormous as she looked at the antique timer on a brass chain around Theos neck, and the magnifying glass Alexander hadnt realized he was clutching in his hand. Their friend Edgar at Fathoms of Fun had given Theo the stopwatch, and Alexander had found the magnifying glass attached to the locked Sinister family book. They didnt know why Aunt Saffronia wanted them to find things. Theo hoped it was a secret theft ring, with Aunt Saffronia the devious mastermind. But it was hard to think of their aunt as a mastermind. She hardly seemed the type, with her vague statements in place of elaborately detailed heist plans, not to mention lack of understanding of things like phones or whether or not children needed to eat. A shudder seemed to pass through Aunt Saffronia. Literally pass through her, like she was gelatin and someone had shaken her. Her enormous eyes didnt blink as she looked away from the children and down the road. "Please," she whispered. "There is no welcome for me ahead. The sanctum. The sanctum is safe, a place where no one can reach me unless I wish to be reached. I should have kept you there all along, as your parents wished. We can go there." She pointed back where they had come from. Alexander and Theo looked behind them, which was easy because now there wasnt a back windshield to the car, either. And there, shimmering in the distance, was . . . Aunt Saffronias house? It was hard to tell what it looked like. It was more the idea of a house. Alexander could almost imagine himself in the kitchen with the black-and-white tile and the orange walls. Or sitting on his bed next to Theos bed, the dark around them making the beds feel like little islands of safety in a cold, infinite void. He knew with absolute certainty that Edgarent wouldnt f Details ISBN0593379128 Author Kiersten White Language English Year 2023 ISBN-10 0593379128 ISBN-13 9780593379127 Format Hardcover Imprint Delacorte Press Pages 288 Audience Age 8-12 Publisher Random House USA Inc Series The Sinister Summer Series Publication Date 2023-01-03 Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2023-01-03 NZ Release Date 2023-01-03 US Release Date 2023-01-03 UK Release Date 2023-01-03 DEWEY 813.6 Series Number 3 Audience Children / Juvenile We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. 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