WEEK 2

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WEEK 2

Sunday passes rather uneventfully, giving everyone a much-needed rest after that emotional trial. The weather even holds out until Sunday night, though clouds can definitely be seen across the lake by Sunday evening. Come Monday morning, those clouds loom overhead, grey and full of rain.

A storm is brewing.

But that's not the only thing thing that is changing about camp. Most of the RVs have changed in the RV park as well. Some families have left, others have arrived. They all have the same cold and distrustful nature as the last group, though. Additionally, if anyone tries to play the Wii, they will find that Soma and Lillith's Miis have disappeared. How odd.

Pastor Dan's absence is probably the biggest change, though. Without him around, there's nobody left tending to the chapel, and there's one less adult to keep an eye on the kids. Behave yourselves, everyone! But interestingly enough, the chapel seems to have been cleaned up from the mess left in there on Friday. It looks as pristine as the day everyone arrived at camp. Interesting.

But most importantly, the real stakes are now known. This camp is not a normal camp, and things are probably only going to get worse from here. There are only seven weeks left, but survival is not guaranteed. Knowing that, what will you do?

26 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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Comments

[itsagazebo]

[Eddie follows, leaning close to the window and staring out]

I don't think that's fire...

[finalguard]

[ Boa's just looking around the cabin frantically, but... Okay, Mitsuru is here, Richie and Eddie are here... that's the people he wants to see dead the least. That's.. good? It's probably good. ]

Let's wait this one out.

[itsagazebo]

[Eddie just nods furiously]

I'm sure as fuck not gonna go out in that.

[trashmouthtozier]

Then what the fuck is it? Shit, someone with eyes that actually work come look at this.

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta was "hiding" the radio, trying to make it look like no one used it or cared about it, but that noise gets him to the window.

... ]

We should go help! [And he's heading for the door. Someone please stop him.]

[trashmouthtozier]

Chuuta, you IDIOT, no! We don't know what the fuck it is! What --- [he thinks fast, so fast] -- What if it's bad for Drew?

[itsagazebo]

[fuck that, Eddie outright grabs Chuuta's arm.]

Don't you fucking dare. Do you have a death wish?!

[homeecspacecop]

[It's Richie's question, more than Eddie's grip that stops Chuuta in his tracks (though that grip is effective).]

[What if it's bad for Drew?]

[The Monitalien echos.]

It's worse for them! [Chuuta yells, trying to pull his arm away and turning to look back at his cabin mates.]

That's probably whoever was on the radio! They...

[and actually that shonen hero protectiveness fades back down under Chuuta's usual level of pessimistic stress.]

They probably found them.

[What would you do, Chuuta?]

... I don't know. We can't just let someone die.