Locked Out and In
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Natalie, an asocial camper, leads an odd life. Born and raised in solitude, she hates to be around people, even if she loves them. While the other campers go outside to warm up around the campfire, Wren stays inside, looking at every crack and crevice through the loft she stays at. One day, she finds something odd about one of the rooms. Peeking inside to see what it is leads to much worse than what she imagined. Something happens to her, and she's... cursed. The campers send her away for being mentally insane. Where'd she go? Somewhere. What'll happen to her? Maybe she'll be tortured, maybe she'll be trapped there forever, which is basically torture, maybe she'll escape but not remember anything. Who was really behind this all? The answers are right in front of your face, but read to get more information!
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