Jason looked out from his cabin, thinking about the previous group session that had practically turned into a comedy of errors just like the rest, not that it was therapy. The person who watched them more so played a mediator of sorts, but usually talked to them alone, and he knew that shortly she'd be there for a chat. As the dark mist gathered, he saw the form take shape, and the yellow eyes look at him. Although he tried to hide it, he knew that even himself, an immortal killer should be very afraid of her. There was no sound, as he didn't speak, but she moved to the old chair that sat in the corner of the attic across from him, "I see another group has passed through, how many this time?" He shrugged, and held up both his hands, "I see."

Grunting, he looked out the window, thinking of the new one she had torn his mother when she'd tried to take control. Somehow even with how strong his mother was when it came to taking control of the situation, the shadow woman had literally ripped his mother's soul out of the afterlife and ripped her twisted morality to pieces before letting her go, and ensuring that he could build his own opinions. After several talks he'd realized that he didn't have to kill everyone that came to the camp, but it was better to observe first, it had actually helped him from getting himself into predicaments he gotten caught up in the past. He had realized that when he'd jumped into situations, he'd killed some innocents who weren't even interested in sex, or invading his territory. He'd even saved a couple lives a few years before. "How is the sign language going, I understand you have improved your writing?"

He nodded, "I'm getting better, still hard to give tone in sign."

"Yes." She rose and examined the journal she'd given him and materialized a new one upon realizing it was full, then several more. "There you are, I'm glad that it is helping you."

"More than I thought it would. Mother still hates you."

"That is why I stay away from people; however, I did not appreciate that she was interfering with helping you recover from such trauma."

"About that, you realize what a total shitstorm those group sessions are, right? I won't deny that it almost becomes comedic in some ways."

Her voice seemed to fly on the wind, and almost change pitch as if another was speaking, "Yes, I suppose it does, but it also helps build a view of other reasons people take action, very few of you like the social life."

"Not going to deny that, I'd prefer-" Suddenly a loud snap cut him off, and he realized someone was at the cabins, I have to- but when he looked back, she was already gone. Getting up, he grabbed his machete, now that he thought about it, it was actually nice to have complete control of his own life….

Unpacking her bag, Sandra Zou looked to the cabins, and frowned as her friends each rushed to one with their significant others, at least they'd give her space for once. "Come on Lily." Reaching for her three-year-old sister, she smiled at the laughter, she knew she'd do everything she could to keep Lily safe. It was sad, even though Lily hadn't been planned, Sandra knew she was in better hands. Being twenty-one and a single mom wasn't easy, but she was determined to do it, her parents weren't ever getting their hands back on Lily. "They'd have to kill me to get you back." She whispered, to her, "I'll protect you with my life."

Lily laughed as her big sister took her hand and took her to the little cabin, she'd get to see lots of birdies! She knew Sandie wasn't her mommy, but she also knew that her real mommy and daddy were bad people. When they got in, she jumped on the bed, pulling out her teddy and favorite blanket. "YO!" she jumped and felt like she was about to cry when one of her sister's friends burst in, "WHERE'S THE WINE?"

Sandra's face twisted in disgust as Bradley slammed the door open and Lily's eyes filled with tears, she immediately turned, her voice icy, "If you're drunk, GET OUT OF MY CABIN."

"What are you gonna do about it? *hic*"

She grimaced, "Because if you don't get your drunk butt out of here, I'll castrate you like a bull."

Her threat obviously was not unheard, as he skittered out of the cabin at the thought of losing something that made him a man, not that he even knew what the word meant. As the door closed, Sandra sighed, and pulled out a candy, "They're stupid aren't they, they don't even know what that word means."

Lily nodded, and hugged Sandie, her sister protected her. "Love you."

"I love you too. I'm going out to get the rest of the stuff, stay here, okay?"

"Okay!"

With a smile on her face Sandra left the cabin and closed the door returning to the car, she needed to make sure she had everything she needed, it was going to be a long week.