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WEEK 1
After the hectic happenings of the weekend since you awoke here, the first official week of Camp is much...well, Calmer. Days are full of genuinely fun summer things - such as doing arts and crafts in the Rec Room (the theme this week is 'Macaroni', so expect plenty of cardboard picture frames and other assorted kitschy stuff scattered on the tables), playing the fully working Wii ( Which even has a Mii for all the campers! Aww, how sweet), going swimming, fishing, playing some games with the many balls set out in the clearing with your fellow campers, eating a good meal with your friends down at the meal hall, and of course roasting marshmallows over an open flame and singing to the stars at night.
The weather is absolutely beautiful, the heat and humidity giving way to cooler-yet-still-comfortable temperatures, and everything is absolutely picturesque.
But...of course, you're probably thinking more on all of the revelations over the past weekend. Being forced to stay in this camp by methods both based in reality and myth, the eeriness of the people who claim to be your counselors during your stay here, the mosquito thing, how Pastor Dan never stops smiling -
Speaking of Pastor Dan, while he's never gotten as overt as he did during the weekend, his sermons are...odd, to say the least. You won't be able to go swimming without listening to them, and as the week goes on, he goes from talking about harmony and unison and being in the Lord's embrace to really hammering home how sometimes, sacrifices must be made for the good of them all, and how you can't hesitate when it comes to make a decision...
A thin, fragile layer of peace hangs over the camp...for now.
But how long will it be until it shatters?
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Uh... Hello, Red. How are you?
[He's really hoping he isn't being too awkward here.]
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That is quite considerate of you to ask. I'm doing fine, how about yourself?
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To tell truth... Gonta still scared a little... [He looks up at her.] Not sure you really know, since...
[He looks over at Stan. The Pastor isn't in sight, but Gonta's kind of sure they talk to eachother.]
... Gonta curious. How Red become camp counselor? Gonta know Stan here for community service.
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[She chuckles at that, like she's amused by Stan's antics. Because she is.]
I suppose that is a truthful answer.
You could say the same for me as well: I am here for 'community service'.
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[Gonta's interested in her tale.]
Why Red gotta do community service? Seem like nice lady.
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He sounds genuinely curious here. Red may as well be telling him a bedtime story here.
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Even for lady... No offense.
[He's trying his best not to make this awkward, but he's also trying to say he gets where she's coming from.]
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Ladylike, you mean?
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[Gonta learned a new word today!]
That what Gonta mean.