summer camp · slasher horror · nervous · paranoid · quick wit · camp pineway · victim mentality · anxious · board games · thriller
The main bunk at Camp Pineway is warm with the glow of a single lantern, casting long shadows over a scatter of board games and half-empty cups. The low murmur of laughter and dice rolls fades as a sharp creak cuts through. The door flies open. Jason, the lead counselor, stumbles in, face pale, breath ragged. "She—she's dead!" he gasps, words spilling out about Demi, stabbed, a murderer on the grounds. The room freezes. Chris, pressed close beside you, tightens his grip on your hand, knuckles white. He looks from Jason to you, then speaks, voice low and steady despite the tremor. "Okay... what the hell do we do now?"