A/N to my reviewers: Easilyobsessed, This story is already outlined, and I know who the killer is and the order of the deaths and whatnot... so I can't really switch up the "pairings"for ya. I'm sorry, I hope you still read and enjoy. And BTW, I love your pen name, that's awesome. Whisperedrainbow, thanks again for the review... I'm sure you'll enjoy the end of this chapter, and I heart you... too?

The killing starts...

The group of Degrassi students sat around a warm roaring camp fire as the sun set. They sat talking in small groups, reminiscing on the past years of their lives. This last one had been one of the toughest for many of them. After the sun had set J.T. had suggested campfire story telling. Every agreed that would be amusing.

"I have a story for you guys, ready?" Paige offered. The group all nodded that they were. "There was this young woman who walked down 56th Avenue everyday on her way home from work. One day she was on her way home and an old blind man asked her if she would do him a favor. The woman hadn't seen the old man before, and he didn't look to be a bum or anything like that, so she agreed to hear him out"

"I bet he wanted a blow job." Alex snickered, and made an impression of an old man voice "'Haven't had my old dick sucked in twenty years'" Most of the group laughed at her joke, feeling the humor was better than the story itself. Paige gave her a dirty look that wiped the grin off her face quickly enough.

"Is it to deliver a letter?" Toby asked, even though he knew the urban legend she was telling, so he knew it was to deliver a letter.

Paige rolled her eyes in frustration, then continued the story, "Yes, it was a letter. The man asked if she would deliver it for him. The address wasn't out of her way, so she took the letter and told him she would. As she walked away she noticed that the letter had no return address, so she didn't know who to say it was from. When she turned back to ask the old man who to say the letter was from..."

"This story is stupid. An old blind freakin' geezer? Come on." Jay interrupted, "What kind of a crazed killer is gramps anyway?"

"Yeah, you'd know, right Jay?" Manny shot at him without thinking. Jay gave her his darkest glare in response.

"My story! Can you guys please just shut up and listen for five minutes here?" Paige scowled.

"Just ignore them." Ellie said, intent on the story "What happened to the old man?"

"The man was heading back into the alley, and the way he was getting out of sight just made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. Something about that old man was off, as friendly as he had seemed. So she went to the police."

"Typical. He seems creepy, let's call the cops on him" Craig feigned outrage, "What did the cops do?"

"The Cops. Well, they went straight away to the address on the letter. Inside they found heaps of human flesh, I mean tres beaucoup corpses, everywhere." Paige gave a self satisfied smile at the expression change on many of her listeners. The guys looked pleased, the girls (except Ellie), looked somewhat disgusted. They hadn't thought she could tell a story with any gore in it, " 'what does the letter say?' the woman asked the cops. The letter said 'This is the last one I'm sending you today'."

"Oh man, that is some sick shit." Craig grinned.

"So... she was sent to be killed?" Hazel asked, when Paige nodded that it was true she frowned and said "Where do you hear things like that Paige? I think you spent way too much time with Alex this last year."

"She didn't hear that from me." Alex defended, "But I liked it, let's hear another."

And so they spent the early part of the night telling each other spooky stories. Some were funny, some were actually creepy. Craig got to tell the last story of the night.

"None of this stuff really hits home." Craig said very seriously, "So here's something to haunt your dreams tonight."

"I'm not going to be able to sleep anyway." Hazel shivered. She was the one most effected by the spooky stories.

"Well, I can still sleep like a baby." Ellie countered, "So give it a try Craig."

"There was a group of four teenagers. Two girls, two guys. They decided to go out for a camping trip, to a campground that was... closed... a campground they had to break into." Craig emphasized, "Anyway, they knew they shouldn't be there, but being the foolish teenagers they were they stayed the night. They had some laughs, they had some real good times that night... hell right around a campfire just. like. this. one." He raised his eyebrows at the group, making sure they were all following where he was going with his story, "So the next morning one couple is up, they eat break-fast. They swim in the lake a little bit. Come noon, their friends are still asleep. So they start scratching on the tent, trying to get them up. Nothing but silence. Not a sound. So the guy unzips the tent door. Inside, his two friends are splattered. Blood, brains, bone, puss, all the stuff you can imagine, just tent wall to tent wall. And the smell. It over comes the guy and he turns around and starts wrenching. His chick looks in the tent, and sees what he saw, except she sees a blood spattered note too. She grabs it, and pukes right next to him."

"Is there even a motive to your story Craig?" Emma asks, sounding bored.

"The note said," Craig answered, "Can't you read?"

"That is lame." Alex said.

"Craig, you're suppose to be scaring us, not making us laugh." Ellie patted him on the shoulder, offering that it was a good try, but it just wasn't working.

Craig ignored the girls and continued as if they were still interested, "So these kids are freaked out, right? They run to the car and jump in. The smell of gasoline is hanging in the air, and the girl says she smells gas. The guy smells it too, but he wants the hell out of there. So he turns the ignition and BOOM. The two are blown to smithereens, and no one will ever know that they camped where they shouldn't have camped."

"Sorry hon." Paige said, "I think Toby had a better story than you did."

"Yeah, tell me about it." Alex stood up and threw a stick into the fire. She gave Paige a half smirk and rolled her eyes before she turned and wandered back down toward the lake, with only the moonlight to guide her way.

"It wasn't that bad." Craig asked, "was it?"

"There were better stories tonight." Ellie smirked at him flirtingly.

"I thought it was cute." Manny snuggled up next to him from his other side. His look lingered on Ellie before he let himself be drawn into Manny's little web of love.

"I'm scared." Dylan said to Marco, "So scared I think I might just have to snag you and hide in the tent for the rest of the night."

"Really?" Marco gave Dylan a wide grin, then he looked to Ellie at his side, "You going to be up for a while babe?"

"Yeah, I'll watch the fire Marco." Ellie shrugged, knowing what question was coming before it was asked. "Go have fun."

"Thanks!" He squealed and gave her a gay little hug before dragging Dylan off to their tent.

"So Paige...? Paige?" Spinner turned back to where Paige had been sitting before he had looked away. She was gone. He looked at Hazel, who only shrugged. She stood up and patted him on the shoulder, her way of saying sorry that Paige was being so foolish. Then she headed toward her tent.

"So Haze, you're looking lonely tonight" Toby was blocking her way into her tent, "Maybe after all those scary stories you'd like a man around to protect you?"

"Gross. You are not a man. You couldn't protect me if I needed the protecting." Hazel said while she physically moved him away from her tent. "Stay away from my tent."

"Don't worry Hazey." Jay told her as he put an arm around Toby's shoulders, "I'll keep an eye on him."

"Where's your video camera Peter?" Emma asked, seeming to just notice he hadn't been filming the story telling.

"I left it charging in Jay's car." Peter explained, "I thought I might have it with me for some of our alone time, later on tonight."

"Well.. I think it's that time... so you should go get it" Emma put her hand behind his head and pulled him in for a kiss.

Spinner stood up, more than a little awkward with Emma and Peter right next to him. He put his hands in his hoodie pocket, and found a folded up piece of paper there. He pulled it out and unfolded it, while stepping away from the kissing couple. He didn't know how Ellie could just sit there next to Craig and Manny like she did. Talent, he supposed.

The note looked to be scribbled quickly,

meet me at the big oak next to the cars

He smiled, because she had something to tell him in private. Paige really did like him, she wasn't just using him for his ass. She had an odd way of showing it, but that was Paige, right?. He almost skipped off into the woods, in his cheerfulness. He almost got lost in the dark woods too, they had parked away from the lake. Their camp site was almost directly on the lake, a good five minute hike from the cars.

Manny and Craig were getting hot and heavy, so Ellie moved around the fire to the other side, where Emma and Peter had just vacated. There were already man grunts coming from the tent the last couple had gone into.

Manny and Craig moved their make-out session to a tent in short order. Craig had his shirt pulled off, he had her bra unsnapped. They were about to have sex, and then she just started snoring.

"No way." Craig whispered, and shook her lightly "Manny? Manny?" He frowned and adjusted himself. She was out cold, somehow. He didn't know when Manny developed narcolepsy, and he wasn't sure he liked it much. He unzipped the tent and avoided the fire for the time being. He needed to walk off his moment of extreme sexual frustration.

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Spinner found the tree, but Paige wasn't there yet. He guessed maybe she had gotten lost as well, so he leaned and waited. After a few minutes of waiting he was suddenly spotlighted by a bright set of headlights. He put his arm up in front of his eyes to block some of the glare. He couldn't see the driver, just the bright and painful globes of light.

"Paige?" He called out to the car, "Is that you?"

The response he got was the rev of the engine. He didn't know what that meant, if it was Paige she was being extremely weird. He thought maybe it was Craig or Jay pulling a prank on him, if Paige wasn't doing it.

"I'm not afraid guys." Spinner put both of his arms out to the side so they could clearly see he wasn't afraid, "Cut it out, all right?"

Now the car lurched forward, the driver had put the petal to the metal. Spinner tried to dive out of the way, and had the tree been a little smaller he might have made it. As it was, he found his arms and face slamming hard into the red hood, his back pinned to the tree. He tried to stand up, or push away from the car, but he couldn't feel his legs. He couldn't feel much of anything, he couldn't move much of anything. He was able to cock his head enough to look past the red hood to see the driver's door opening. A hooded figure stepped out, and they walked up to him. He could almost make out a face in the darkness, but his vision was blurred and getting worse by the second. He tried to cry out, but only a pathetic sob left his lips. The murderer snatched the bloody note from his pocket that was still clutched in his hand. He tried to keep it, what he thought was his last words from Paige. He didn't want this evil bastard to take that from him too, but in the end his strength failed him. The note slipped away. The light was slipping away. He heard the crunch of leaves and twigs as the killer fled the scene. The cricket chirping and the hum of the damaged engine were his only companions as he slipped into eternal darkness.

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Marco suddenly sat up, naked and covered in a layer of sweat. "Did you just hear something?"

"Hear what?" Dylan ran a hand down Marco's back, a satisfied smile on his face as he spoke.

"It was... I don't know." Marco was concerned, so he grabbed his shirt and threw it over his head.

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Manny had deampt of a car exploding. She woke with a start, unsure how long she had been asleep. It couldn't have been long, but Craig was gone. She felt around for him, but he wasn't in the tent.

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"There you are..." Paige stepped up behind Alex, who was standing on the edge of the lake and throwing rocks out over the dark surface. "Why are you so far off the path?"

"Maybe I didn't want to be found" Alex said nonchalantly over her shoulder. "Why are you out here?"

"I was looking for you." Paige explained, "We really need to talk. The whole break-up mess... I miss you Alex. I really miss you."

Alex took a seat on a large rock and patted the spot next to her for Paige to join her.

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Peter was looking back at the woods, and Jay stumbled into him. It knocked Peter over and he had to juggle his camera to keep it from hitting the ground. Jay frowned down at Peter as if he had been the one who did something wrong.

"What are you doing out here?" Peter demanded as he stood back up and dusted off his prep clothes.

"One could ask you the same thing, pretty boy." Jay responded snidely.

"I was just getting my camera, and I heard something." Peter gestured with the non-camera holding hand toward the cars, "It sounded like a car."

"Yeah? No shit? In the parking lot?" Jay joked.

"It sounded like a car wreck." Peter corrected. Jays face changed to mild concern with that statement, as he looked hard in the direction of the cars.

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"Hey Tobs, you okay?" J.T. whispered into Toby's tent.

"Yeah, nothing but a bruised ego," Toby said under his breath, "Why?"

"Liberty and I heard something. You should get up."

Toby unzipped his tent to look at J.T., who was wandering around without a shirt or shoes on. "Like what? A bear?"

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"I swear those stories have some kind of perceptive sensory effect because I think I just heard a revving engine off in the trees." Craig said as he pulled up a log next to Ellie. She was still staring blankly at the fire.

"I heard it too." Ellie told him, not looking up.

"Really? That not something I wanted to hear," He nervously put his hands together near the fire, his knee was figdeting "Has me more than a little creeped out. Doesn't bother you at all?"

"Oh it does." Ellie responded by looking him in the eyes. He could see she was freaked out, it wasn't just him.

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A/N Any guess as to who dies next? Kudos to anyone who guesses correctly.