Hey, guys! Here's the reactions of the campers. I know that this story was supposed to be a one-shot, but my reviewers suggested that I make it a two-shot. Thank you to Goneismyfave1 and Freax for reviewing! It means so much to me! :)


Shocked gasps arose from the crowd as Cassie slumped forward and the pistol fell from her limp hand. Her once clear, shining blue eyes were glazed and unseeing.

The Warden was the first to unfreeze from shock.

"Pendanski! Mr. Sir! Get in my office. NOW!" She yelled. The men followed her, their eyes still fixated on Cassie's still body.

The D-Tent boys huddled around the stage, and slowly pulled the corpse from the elevated surface. The body was cold as ice, despite the hot sun beating down on them with its angry rays.

Blood still trickled out of the two holes on the sides of her head. The last two holes she would ever make.

Now that the initial shock had left the boys, guilt fell on all of them. If only they had been kinder. If only they had accepted her. If only they had seen how sad she had been. If only they had... Done something. Anything. Anything other than make fun of her and call her worthless, unknowingly bringing her closer to Death's embrace. Her death was their fault.

They looked at her face. Zigzag choked, Squid stared in horror, X-Ray's eyes filled with tears, Magnet looked like he was going to start to cry, Zero did cry, Caveman pulled Zero close, and Armpit leaned on X-Ray's shoulder, burying his face into the cloth, not wanting to see the sight in front of them.

"Alright, boys, we have to take her," The Warden said, pulling Cassie's still body away from the horrified D-Tent boys. Mr. Pendanski and Mr. Sir were behind her, and they exchanged sorrowful glances. Well, Mr. Pendanski looked heartbroken, and Mr. Sir only looked to be a bit saddened.

"Let's go into the tent, boys," Mr. Pendanski said as he walked into the green cloth tent marked with a black 'D'. The boys followed. "I know that this is all very tragic, and that's why you boys get 3 days off of digging in order to get your emotions under control," Pendanski began. His eyes filled with tears and one made its way slowly down his cheek.

"It's okay, Mom, she's happy now," Zigzag said as he went over to Pendanski and quickly hugged him. The other boys nodded.

"She's in a better place now," Squid commented sadly as he leaned back in his chair.

"We need a better nickname for her. Something worthy of her," X-Ray decided. Everyone nodded.

"How about Blade? No, too depressing. Angel?" Caveman suggested. X-Ray shook his head.

"Naw, she wasn't really an angel. I don't think angels get depressed," he replied, rubbing a hand on his chin, trying to think.

"How about Lace?" Came a soft voice from next to Caveman. Heads whipped around to Zero in shock.

"Why? Did she sew?" Zig asked. Zero shook his head, his brown curls whipping softly around his small head.

"The person who was singing on the CD's name is Lacey Sturm, and lace is delicate, so we can remember that a person's feelings are delicate, just like lace," Zero explained. Caveman patted his back with a small smile on his face.

"It works. I like it. All hands in favor of renaming Mute to Lace?" Caveman asked. All hands went up, even Pendanski's.

They all nodded. They looked to Cassie's empty bed, only now noticing the blood stained floor to the side of it.

Squid went over to her pack. He looked inside to find Cassie's scissors. He held them up.

"Wow... I..." He faltered, at a loss for words, fully realizing the effects of Cassie's depression.

The boys walked outside to try and get control of their thoughts.

All heads are bowed in silence, to remember her last sentence... And I will pul the trigger. The same words swam in all their minds. The song fit their companion's actions as well as their own perfectly.

"Boys," Pendanski started. The boys turned to him. "Why were you all shocked when you looked at Cassie's face?" He asked, a bit scared of what the answer might be.

The boys gulped and exchanged trapped glances.

X-Ray looked up, and the boys were surprised to see tears falling down his face.

"She was smiling."