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The world is a cruel place. Parents are supposed to take care, nurture their children. Unfortunately, it isn't like that in Hickoryfern. In fact, barely any of the children born in that town are mentally well.
So, like any healthy person, Samantha Bridges started a summer camp, for children who have any mental disorders/disabilities.
Whenever the kids start noticing odd looking fungi on a tree, they soon realize that the town might be in danger, maybe even the county. After neglecting the fungi, they had to evacuate from the forest that the camp was in, because of a new virus that infects any living thing, and there is 'no cure.'
Will the kids figure out the cure? Or will the county, maybe even state, get wiped out from the Amanita phalloides disease.?
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