Cabin 5

Cabin 5

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Nicole Smith is a normal 17-year old girl. "Normal" in the sense that she doesn't have any strange abilities or crazy habits. Six year ago, the rest of her family got killed in a car crash. She finds herself in the custody of her odd uncle, Labo. He sends her off to boarding school, where she will stay until she graduates. The final summer rolls around, and she finds herself leaving school for the first time in years. Nicole was still thinking about spending an uncomfortable amount of time with Labo when she finds herself in Cabin 5, with Labo nowhere to be found. It would be just fine if she wasn't in Camp Fanglore, a camp for what seem to be vampires...
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