Laura Kearney is my best friend and is currently missing.
Max Brinly is my best friend and is currently missing.
Ryan Erzahler is friendly towards me.
Jacob Custos is easily flustered around me.
Abigail Blyg is distasteful of me.
Dylan Lenivy finds me adorable.
Emma Mountebank greatly enjoys my company.
Kaitlyn Ka is entertained by me.
Nicholas Furcillo is protective of me.
Travis Hackett has no relation to me.
Chris Hackett finds me reliable.
I am alive, sane and unharmed.
I have yet to have a clairvoyant vision.
No paths have branched.
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Hackett's Quarry Summer Camp Entrance
17:07 August 22–Carter Rhodes
Emma stood in the middle of the dirt road, waving off the bus at it retreated down the trail back towards the interstate. "Bye!" She called, lifting on her toes for a moment with a smile.
Nick, standing on the balcony beside Dylan, smiled slightly with a soft tone to his voice. "Laters!"
Dylan grinned that familiar dopey grin of his, sending the kids off with a salute. "Peace and love!"
Snickering softly, I tossed a peace sign up in the air, wolf whistling playfully. "Adios, little dudes!"
Kaitlyn, perched on the steps with Jacob, folded her arms over her chest. "See ya later, kids!"
"Yeah! Hackett's Quarry forever!" Jacob cheered, arm draped over the shorter girls shoulders. I shook my head, standing beside Emma as she blew a few air kisses after the bus, one final wave on her mind. The blonde, despite being taller than me, had quickly become one of my best friends here at the quarry. She was incredibly outgoing which more than made up for my typically shy nature, and I found myself confiding in her more often than I did the camp owner.
After spending two months here, taking care of much younger kiddos surrounded by nature and rambunctious teens fresh out of high school, I'd grown to miss my home slightly less. It was far more peaceful here than back home, at least, it was for me. I didn't have the best family life, living with a single mother that couldn't stand half of the stuff I was into—supposedly because I was either too much like my dead father or not enough like him. Coming here was my safe haven, rescuing me from a summer that would've been shrouded in storm clouds—ironic because I love thunderstorms.
It would've been better if my two best friends had actually made it, though. We'd planned to work here together this summer, but Max and Laura decided it would be best to head in a day early. I'd told them I'd had a bad feeling about the idea, what with my strong sixth sense and all, but Laura was quick to shoot down my concerns. She claimed it was my social anxiety, and Max and I had no other reason not to believe her. I showed up the day after and unfortunately discovered they hadn't arrived.
According to Chris Hackett, the camp owner, they'd called in and claimed they weren't going to make it. My gut feeling didn't agree with the excuse he gave us, but I didn't pry. It wasn't my place to. Despite the lack of Max and Laura's presence beside me this past summer, I still enjoyed my time here. I was honestly a bit down to be leaving this place.
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