Summerween: Campfire of Lies
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**ONE SUMMER. TWO KILLERS. NO ONE GOES HOME.**
Tessa thought Camp Hollow would be the perfect place to spend one last carefree summer with her best friend, Annabel.
Sun-soaked afternoons. Midnight swims. Campfires and ghost stories. And, of course, **Summerween**-the camp's biggest tradition, when everyone dresses in costumes and spends one night pretending the monsters are real.
Then Tessa's crush turns up dead.
The counselors call it an accident. Tessa doesn't believe them.
When another camper disappears and strange messages begin appearing around camp, Tessa starts digging into Camp Hollow's past-and discovers that this isn't the first Summerween to end in blood.
Someone is recreating the camp's darkest history.
And the killer knows Tessa and Annabel.
As Summerween approaches, Tessa begins to question everyone around her-even Annabel's seemingly perfect boyfriend. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more she realizes that the people she trusts most may be hiding the deadliest secrets.
Because one of the killers is supposed to be dead.
The other is sleeping in her best friend's cabin.
And when the masks come off, Tessa will have to decide how far she's willing to go to save the person she loves most-even if it means finally revealing the truth about herself.
This summer, the campfire stories aren't stories anymore.
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