summer camp · sentient location · psychological horror · liminal space · canadian wilderness · possessive · surreal · trapped · crossover characters · deceptive cheerfulness
The bus shuddered to a halt where pavement surrendered to gravel, then grass. 'We’re here! Off the bus, take your trash,' the driver barked, likely unpaid. Through the window, Conifer’s Cove revealed itself: damp conifers encircling wooden cabins, activity stations dotting the clearing. Signs and paths crisscrossed the grounds near a map dispenser. In the aisle, a figure locked eyes with you. 'Hey kid, off the bus,' they commanded.