2: Welcome to Camp Carnage

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It was 3 in the afternoon. I was standing outside waiting for the bus in the eerie mist. Suddenly I heard a loud screeeech. I looked up from my phone to see this old rusty bus that was covered in graffiti and I could barely make out "Camp Carnage" on the side. I just hopped inside and sat next to this kid who had black hair, he was tall and lanky and was wearing earbuds. I said hello and he explained to me that his name was Jesse Matthews and he had been to Camp Carnage countless times before. He said that he had always heard noises and distant sounds of what seemed to be a chainsaw. I told him my name and I could tell we were gonna be friends. I pulled out my phone and showed Jesse pictures of my 2 dogs and he said that he had a dog that he brought to Camp Carnage and he found his dog dead on the ground on the 3rd day. Man, he sure knew a lot about this place we were going to. About 3 hours passed and I saw this big rusty sign in front of a forest that said "Welcome to Camp Carnage" as we were driving down the trail I saw them. I saw the big old abandoned tunnels and barely in the distance I could see the abandoned mental asylum. The bus parked in front of the main lodge and out came about a 16 year old counselor and he didn't even care. He said, "Okay just go to your cabins and don't get too crazy." So I went to my cabin and Jesse was in the same cabin as me. I played on my phone until another counselor banged the door and said, "Time for bed, shrimps!" And I could have sworn, later that night, I heard scratching at the door, and I thought I could just barely hear the distant sound of a chainsaw...

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