THE BLAME

The incident

"Jessica isn't breathing!" 

The last day of camp, and an early morning once again to prepare the campers on their journey home. 

"What do you mean?" 

It was when breakfast was served, and a few losing their appetites by the outburst of frantic. 

"There's blood everywhere! Please, help!" 

It was Lucas who signaled the alarm, after noticing the early riser hadn't gotten up yet. Cassidy first took action upon his call and Jamie soon followed. As per Lucas' exclamations, Jessica was inside her luxurious tent -of which she was too selfish to share- sprawled across her sleeping bag with the thick red pillowing her crown. 

Lucas still recovering from the immediate shock, now had tears welling up in his eyes. Cassidy was the first to check for a pulse, confirming that she still had one. Lucas let out a heavy breath he didn't realize he was holding. He almost collapsed to his knees upon hearing the news that the girl he loves is still alive. 

It wasn't long after the ambulance was called that they arrived. The entire camp was in shock by the first crime ever committed among them. Despite having delightful camp activities set out by the leaders, the campers obviously thought it to be boring. 

Jessica's parents were called, them rushing quicker than what the ambulance did. 

"Whoever did this is going to pay! I'll kill them with my own bare hands!" Jessica's father bawled upon arrival while her mother was covered in distress at seeing her daughter in her own blood. As the ambulance rushed to the nearest hospital, Jamie and Cassidy got to work on the case, cancelling all camp activities. 

Everyone was ordered into the main building where a supervisor was asked to ensure nobody talks. Asher and Mirah kept close to another, attempting every now and then to hush a few interrogative questions to the other before the supervisor glared at them. 

A boy who couldn't keep his mouth shut, commented "It's always the rich ones who gets it," was sent to a private room where he got lectured and received a decent punishment therefor. Nobody knew what it was, but the supervisor informed them it'd not be pleasant. 

Jamie finally decided to enter the hall, addressing the great problem at hand.

"What happened, we assume last night, is completely and utterly sick. Disgusting. And unacceptable by any means. This doesn't have to be an investigation." Authority was oozing from his voice, his unforgiving eyes would haunt even the most dreadful serial killer. 

"If you hold any - any - information whatsoever about Jessica's attack, now would be a pretty good time to speak up," he informed them. "And," he continued after a brief pause with caution laced in his voice, "don't let me give you an ultimatum." 

Small chatter started immediately after he had spoken. It was clear by their facial expressions who were telling the truth when they claimed they know nothing. However, two in particular had a faint idea of who'd be guilty, while the one knew precisely...