Data stood in the midst of the chaos, observing the scene unfolding before it. Its curious, glowing white eyes examined every detail, never missing a thing. As a living shadow, Data truly was one of a kind. Data blended in perfectly with the darkness that had fallen upon the camp—it had scared several campers already. The poor SWC campers had no clue that Data was there—and they were terribly frightened when they found out. Perhaps Data could use this to sneak up on Balrog—it was certainly worth a try.
Data crept closer to what had become of Gurtle. Gurtle’s fiery eyes showed no mercy as he obliterated the camp; in fact, he actually seemed to be enjoying it. As Data approached Gurtle, it saw the ruins that had become SWC. All the cabins were damaged in one way or another, and none were left unscathed.
Data finally reached Gurtle. Gurtle, not knowing that Data was there, continued wreaking havoc on the camp. He thrashed his mighty limbs, demolishing everything in his path. And yet, he somehow managed keep his signature grin the whole time.
Gurtle came frighteningly close to Data, almost knocking it to the ground. Data tried its very best to sneak up on him, but it was no use. Gurtle was simply too powerful. Data stopped to think. Everyone in SWC was having trouble defeating Gurtle; but they haven’t really tried to work together yet. If everyone combined their resources and talents, they might just have a chance of defeating the almighty Gurtle.
Data climbed to the top of the main cabin. “Attention all SWC Campers!” it shouted. A few people turned to listen. Most either didn’t hear Data or was ignoring it. “ATTENTION SWC CAMPERS! THIS IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT!” Data tried again.
More people looked this time. “What could possibly be more important than defeating Balrog?!” someone shouted.
“This is about defeating Balrog! Or Gurtle, whichever one you prefer. We need to band together! And I mean really band together. Everyone has been attempting to defeat Gurtle on their own, or with a small group. And we can clearly see that those attempts have been unsuccessful. But if everyone discusses their ideas with the rest of the SWC campers, we might have a chance of defeating Gurtle!”
Everyone—or rather, almost everyone—agreed.
“Everyone, we need to have a group meeting. Regardless of what cabin you’re in, please report to the main cabin immediately!” Data shouted.
In a matter of minutes, every SWC Camper was in the main cabin. Surprisingly, all the campers fit inside without any trouble.
It was so quiet it was unnerving. No one made a sound; everyone stood in solemn silence, no one moving a muscle.
“All right,” Data said in its whispery voice. “Anyone who has an idea—no matter how irrelevant or unfinished it might be—needs to share. We are growing increasingly desperate; any idea or plan is accepted. So, who wants to go first?”
“This is boring! We don't want to do this lame meeting! Why don't we just stick with the frying pan idea?” someone shouted.
“Yeah! This is a huge waste of time!”
“The frying pan it is!” The SWC campers stormed out of the main cabin.
Data sighed. “The frying pan it is,” it muttered.

Word count: 545 Cabin: Science Fiction
I mistakingly wrote this in the wrong section XD I didn't see there were other pages too.