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INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
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He knows for a fact that only female mosquitoes that have recently mated crave blood, so this is a lot of thirsty pregnant bugs he's dealing with.]
HEY! WAIT!
[Is he talking to the swarm? He's talking to the swarm.]
No attack us! Lots of better prey in forest! Like moose!
[He's gonna get bit anyway, but he's trying to help.]
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What IS interesting is that they're clearly zeroing in on the humans - Even the ones that have jumped in the lake, buzzing at the surface of the water.
Gonta might get the impression that they're also...slightly desperate? For some reason?]
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However, he notices the strange behavior of these insects... Weird.]
Wait, what going on? Why you all in hurry?
[Still talking to the swarm. Probably will get bit more times. But he might as well observe them for a little longer if he wants to figure out what's making the bugs act so crazy.]
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They're all going for the campers. And only the campers - they didn't chase after Stan when he ran.
More than that, as one bites him again...there's the tinest voice. An actual voice, buzzing low.]
Must....must bite. Must feed...for eggs...for [LOUD BUZZING]. Must...Infect.
-! Done! It's done! Go!
[But after that little voice, the swarm suddenly seems to lose it's composure, the mosquitos scattering off in all different directions, acting like completely normal bugs.
Hm.]
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Bugs don't knowingly infect people with disease. And they only targeted campers....
Gonta runs off to find the others. They must know!]
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[ she's frantically flying away while she's yelling at him, but like. really, dude? ]