Creative Writing: Beer and Drugs Make People Suck There is a weak smoke rising up over the treetops. The golden sun is on its way down in west and on a little campsite in the woods, can Dan see a little flame from a fireplace and he can hear laughter, songs and clinging bottles. Dan walks a little closer to find out who's there. Suddenly he steps on a stick and one of the people on the campsite stands up and shouts: "Who is it ?" Dan can hear that it is George who is shouting. "It's Dan!" he shouts back. "Come over here and party with us Dan." George shouts.