Part I The Beginning

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Axel Locklear a seventeen year old albino kid sat on the bus and looked out the window due to himself he couldn't help but notice a few more eyes burrowing into him very acutely at his appearance he turned his head to face the onlookers that were staring at him, a black kid and a kid ginger red hair; Axel didn't get mad he just looked at them calmly and just said with no care in the world "What, haven't you seen a high schooler with albinism before?"

The two children didn't respond and they simply looked away, now the day for Axel was the usual treatment it was a fucking bore like always but nonetheless without a single care in the world (because why would he?) he didn't seem to bother minding the silence it comfort him but disturbed him in some compacity not noticable but not overbearing at the same time.

He was a strange sight to behold for a kid his age but what was there to look at?
It wasn't good to stare at people but some strange and weird way he didn't mind the attention, he could never quite put his finger on it not like he would anyways but nonetheless he didn't question it like usual with most things.

Axel after staring the two children he looked down at the brochure that he was giving to his mother who had divorced his father at separate year of the time and day, the banner of the brochure had read CAMP WOLFCREEK that name sounded unique in the way for him, the campus bus pulled into the camp itself and it looked like your average set up for a summer camp:
Main lodge facing towards the front, dining hall off to the left, cabins off to the far right at the edge of the woods there was a camp separate in between grounds one for males and one for females.

"Seemed fair, makes sense, whatever!!!" Axel thought to himself as he boarded off of the bus at this point still reading the brochure and then he closed it.

He walked and had bumped into one of the main camp counselors, a big bearded burley man named Jones.

To Axel, Jones his appearance reminded him of what he imagined a big burley lumberjack man, he oddly fit the description to as well
Burley strong build, bushy beard, looked like his hands contained an iron clad tight grip if he grabbed ahold of you, a red plaid shirt tucked in, black trousers with suspenders, and to complete it all Jones also wore a steel toed boots and a wool beanie resting and pulled into his head that showed a beaver that spoke the words "Got Wood?"

"Name?" Jones asked.
"What?" Axel asked back.
"Name?" Jones repeated again.
"Oh right sorry, Axel Locklear sir!" Axel had answered in return.

Jones had pulled out a big clipboard that contained all of the names of campers he looked through and then finally said "Ah Axel, there you are, come on I'll take you to the you'll be in for tonight!"

With the simple movement of a hand Axel had followed Jones to the cabin simply named the WOLF cabin a simplistic name but what's to hate the cabin was huge there were beds and desks for like drawing or reading or whatever Axel liked to do on his spare time.

"These are you're cabin mates" Jones replied "say hello to Jay, Alex, Tim, Toby, Brian, Cody, and Jeff."
Axel said hello and waved at them they waved and said hello as well back minus the acception of Jeff.

Of course things would go perfect for Axel but not the way you think.

(Meanwhile)
While participating in camp activities Axel was in the archery shooting crossbows with everyone else, Axel had seen wolf ears collapse under a big bush perhapse a grey wolf it wasn't abnormal to see them in the woods, he seen a couple of them while camping with his family so it wasn't concerning at the sight of a normal wolf or what he assumed was a normal wolf; Axel felt a little weird about it but he didn't pay mind to it and shot at the archery target with another silver tipped crossbow arrow.

(12:00AM)
It was midnight that had rolled around and Axel lied their in bed trying to sleep but he couldn't due to the sounds of the forest which followed by an eerie howl in the distance.
Axel had packed headphones with him and a phone and slipped them on and played some music to drown out the sounds of the woods.

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