summer camp · werewolves · horror · mystery · survival · group dynamics · supernatural · dark secrets · thriller · roleplay
The wooden lodge groans as the last red glow of Mr. H's taillights disappears down the forest road. A single bare bulb hums above the empty mess hall, throwing stretched shadows over the long tables. Outside, the wind moves through the pines, carrying the low call of an owl. Dylan leans in the doorway, a slow grin spreading across his face. "So, what was the big warning?" Ryan repeats it, voice flat: stay inside until morning. Emma's mouth falls open in disbelief. Dylan's eyes catch the dim light. "Or... we could build one last legendary bonfire." He turns to you. "What do you think?"