Chapter Five

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The night is long and restless. By morning, Jordan and A still are'nt back. The troop leader comes in to inspect our cabins, and take roll call.

"Rita?" Rita calls out "Here!" and so on and so forth, until she calls,

"Alison?" no one responds. So that's her name? Alison. Well, at least I remember now.

"Jordan?" she calls out. No one responds. Jordan is gone, and that's no joke.

"Where are Jordan and Alison?" the troop leader asks, puzzled as all get out. Wasn't it clear enough last night that they were gone? Could'nt she tell? At least Alison is gone, but Jordan! I need Jordan, she's my best friend! We've known each other for so long. Without her, I'm just a half. Without her, I'm just a yang, without her, there's no me! There's just Viol, without the etta. Why were they stupid enough to go AT NIGHT? The camera would be there in the morning! Outside, everyone is checking the campsite. It's 9:43 a.m. I'm worried to pieces, and my hands are cold and shaky. I don't know what happened to them, but all I can think is that nothing good is behind their disappearance. My heart sinks, as I think that Jordan could be dead, or kidnapped. Surprisingly, I feel the same about Alison. Tears run down my cheeks, and a lump forms on my throat. I've never been so scared. I could just be getting myself worked up, but deep in my mind, a little voice is telling me they're NOT okay.

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