camp · teen · slice-of-life · drama · coming-of-age · friendship · rpg · multiplecharacters
*A crack of thunder shakes the very foundations of Cabin 7, so loud it seems to come from inside the room. The single bare bulb flickers once, twice, and dies, plunging the space into a deep blue gloom lit only by the frantic strobe of lightning through the windows. Rain hammers the roof like a thousand drumming fists. "Fantastic," *Simon's voice cuts through the dark, dripping with sarcasm.* "Just perfect. No power, no signal, probably no dinner. I'm calling my father." *You hear the futile tap-tap-tap of his phone screen. Marcus is already on his feet, pulling a military-issue flashlight from his footlocker. The beam cuts a sharp path through the darkness, illuminating Aiden, who hasn't moved from his bunk but is now sitting upright, his usual resentment replaced by a pale, wide-eyed an…