Scooby-Doo! Camp Scare

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The story I'm about to tell you

is Camp Little Moose's darkest secret.

A tale so terrifying, if your parents knew,

they'd never send you here in the first place.

Now, 50 years ago,

right here at Little Moose...

...there was a counselor

named Jerry McCreedy...

...the meanest counselor

in the history of summer camp.

If you were late to flag raising,

he'd yell at you.

If you were afraid of the water,

he'd throw you in the lake.

If you had candy, he'd eat it.

So one day, the campers decided to play

a little prank on old McCreedy.

They put a snake in his daypack.

And while Jerry was out hiking,

he reached for his trail mix...

...and got a handful of slithering serpent.

McCreedy was so scared...

...he lost his footing

and clean fell off Devil's Drop.

Slid all the way down on his face...

...banging his head on every rock.

What happened to him?

They never found the body.

But legend has it...

...the significant head trauma

drove him insane.

They call him the Woodsman.

It's the Woodsman!

That was great, Darryl.

You had them jumping higher

than a tick on a trampoline.

All right, everybody,

that's enough for tonight.

Back to your cabins.

It was a cool story.

I'm tired.

What? I wasn't scared either.

What was that?

I could swear I locked that door.

It's the Woodsman! He's real! Aah!

The boathouse.

It can't be.

Here you go, Scoob,

18 inches of hoagie heaven.

Ooh. Yum.

Now this is what I call camping.

- Good friends.

- Good food.

And most importantly...

- No monsters.

- No monsters.

- Monster.

- Monster.

Oh! Oh! Oof!

Sorry, I was just checking out

this mosquito-proof suit.

Maybe I should try a small.

You guys, quit messing around.

We're here to pick up supplies.

You know how excited Fred is

about taking us to his camp.

I am so excited to take you guys

to my old summer camp.

Like, you don't say.

You guys are gonna love being counselors

at Camp Little Moose.

Did I ever tell you

the time me and Davey Reynolds...

...tried canoeing Schmidt's Creek

without a paddle?

Yes.

There we were, 10 years old

and not a paddle between us.

Sure do appreciate your business, kids.

Say, if you're heading up

to Little Moose Lake...

...you best get a move on.

Those mountain roads can be mighty tricky

come nightfall.

Where are Shaggy and Scooby?

Look out.

Scooby, are you okay?

Don't worry about him.

He landed on a cushion

of freeze-dried ice cream.

Mm. Rocky Road.

Camp City Historical Museum.

- What's that?

- Oh, just a little hobby of mine.

There's a lot of history in this area.

Myths, legends.

Even a few ghost stories.

You wanna hear one?

- Nope.

- I'm good.

According to my GPS...

...we should be able to see the camp

right now.

Hey, gang, check it out.

Wow, that place is beautiful.

To be honest, Fred,

I wasn't too excited about roughing it.

But I think I'm going to like

Camp Little Moose.

Oh, that's not Camp Little Moose.

- It's not?

- That's Camp Big Moose.

That's Camp Little Moose.

Oh, they've really fixed the place up.

You've gotta be kidding me.

I've spent a zillion summers here

as a camper...

...but now,

I'm finally gonna be a counselor.

It's my chance to pass on

all our camp traditions...

...to a new generation of Little Moose.

This place is a dump.

It's rustic.

Man, I don't care what it looks like

as long as it isn't haunted.

Stop. Turn back. This place is haunted.

Hey, what seems to be the problem?

He's real.

Get out of here while you still can.

I'm going to Camp Big Moose.

- What was that all about?

- Beats me.

But we're gonna find out.

What part of "Get out, save yourselves"

didn't you understand?

How about this one time

we listen to the wild-eyed lunatic?

Come on, you guys.

This is not a Camp Little Moose

welcome.

Where is everybody?

Just a campfire story, but he was here.

Do you hear that?

Madder than a bear with a bee sting.

- It's coming from down there.

He was laughing

when he threw his ax at me.

I think it'd be a good idea

to cancel the second session of camp.

Way ahead of you, Ranger Knudsen.

I've already notified all the parents.

Camp Little Moose is officially closed

for the summer.

What? You can't cancel camp.

Why, I'd know that ascot anywhere.

Freddy Jones. Get over here

and give me a Little Moose welcome.

- High in the mountains

- Deep in the spruce

- On the shore of the lake

- It's Camp Little Moose

Little Moose, Little Moose, Little Moose

Oh, man.

Ah. The Little Moose welcome

always warms my heart.

- What's this about canceling camp?

- And what happened to the boathouse?

I don't mean to scare you kids...

...but we're having a little trouble

with an ax-wielding maniac.

It was the Woodsman.

Oh, no, not the Woodsman.

Who's the Woodsman?

Like, I don't know,

and I don't wanna find out.

The Woodsman?

Oh, come on, Burt,

you don't believe that old campfire story.

Nah. I swear, Fred.

I saw him with my own eyes.

Ha. It's probably just a prank

by those snobs at Camp Big Moose.

I've heard of camp rivalries,

but this is a little extreme.

You hit the nail on the head, beautiful.

Oh, I didn't say anything.

Well, I wasn't talking to you.

Me?

It's best if you folks just head on home.

Let the professionals handle this.

- Somebody likes you.

- Shut up.

But I was gonna be a counselor,

a mentor, a hero.

I'm sorry, Fred, but I had no choice.

No campers means no camp.

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