Chapter 5

Owen's POV

The sun is coming up, the snow os still falling hard. I keep racking my brain for an escape plan, but nothing realistic comes to mind. The bus we took here is nowhere in sight, we have no phone service to call for help, I'm not even sure where we are at. Anya is still injured and can't do much walking, and Jenna is too far along to walk any great distance.

The cabin is growing colder by the minute. There isn't much firewood left, I'm going to have to go out for more soon. I look around the cabin, the girls are huddled together on one bed sleeping. The rest of the guys are all sitting around looking as worried as I am. It's time to put our minds together and come up with a plan.

Simpson's POV

(On the t.v.)

"Camp Dream Catcher was a remote camp for at risk children ran by Leo and Lorna Runningtree. They had been running the camp for 30 years with much success. In the spring of 1979, everything took a chilling turn. The Runningtree's had a healthy relationship with all their staff including their oldest daughter 20 year old Jaida who was inline to inherit the camp. She was head councillor and much liked by campers and staff alike. Jaida had been harbouring a secret from her family and coworkers.

Jaida had been hiding schizophrenic behavior, she told her youngest sister 10 year old Daisy that the camp's iconic 30 foot dream catcher had been sending her messages. Jaida belived that the spirits of her ancestors were using the dream catcher to communicate with her, and she would leave offerings for the spirits.

After leaving the spirits offerings apparently they wanted more from Jaida. Jaida tied Daisy to the dream catcher and slit her wrists to appease the dream catcher and the spirits. Daisy was found on the brink of death, and rushed to the hospital. After 3 days in the hospital Daisy was finally able to tell the tail of Jaida kidnapping her from her bunk, and how she ranted in a trance like state saying she needed the blood of the innocent.

Jaida was taken into police custody and evaluated by a psychiatrist, where she was deemed as having a paranoid schizophrenic episode. She was locked in a state hospital for treatment. The Raintree's thought this was the end of their nightmare, but they were wrong."

"Conner get on your computer and find me the address for Camp Dream Catcher! " I yell grabbing my phone to try and recruit volunteers for a search party. Before I could dial Joeys number there was a knock at the door. I jump up to answer, and see two men I'm not sure I'd ever seen before. "Principal Simpson. I'm Michael Milligan, Owen's father. This is my brother Matt, we're hear to save the kids." he coldly stated. I invited the men in and tell them to please, take a seat. As the men sat, Matt Milligan started to speak. "Mr. Simpson, the kids are in great danger. Do you know what went on at Camp Dream Catcher back in 1979?" I took a deep breath, "Conner and I were just watching the documentary on it." I admit, pointing to the paused television. "You haven't finished the story then?" Michael questions. "No, I haven't. I was ready go get the kids." I answer. "Well, to make a long story short. No one survived once Jaida Runningtree escaped from the institution. Our oldest sister Bridgette was one of the campers." Matt tells me. "We have a list of everyone who died that night 30 years ago at the camp, we believe all your students that are there have some sort of a connection to someone who parished that night." Michael tells me. I grab a paper and write down a list of everyone who was selected to go on the trip. "But if no one survived, and this was 30 years ago… Jaida Runningtree was the of name the councillor who came to Degrassi, she looked to be in her 20's." I question. "She took her own life after she murdered her family and the campers. We don't know who you sent them with, but we will do everything we can to bring the kids home safely! Now, are you going to help us or not!" Michael demands.

We jump in the truck and head out to rescue the students.

Owen's POV

Sav threw the last log on to the fire, we had to go out, I recruited Drew and Eli to help me. Sav, K.C. and Adam could stay and keep an eye on the girls. I slip on my boots and a hoodie to get ready to go out and brave the cold snow, and whatever else might be out there. We take careful steps, as we couldn't afford anyone else to be injured. Who knows what would would happen next.

The drumming was faint, but still auditable. The fire pit was out, and the dream catcher seemed to be sitting still. It felt like someone was watching over us. We gather as much wood as we can hold, and head back to the cabin quickly.

The girls were stirring as we came in. I'm sure our movement along with the cold woke them from their sleep. Bianca starts to pace, the more she paces the angrier she gets. She's pulling at her hair and chanting in a peculiar, possibly foreign language. We all stare as she seems to be having a breakdown. She picks up a log for the fire and starts swinging wildly. She hits the mantle of the fire place causing it to come crashing down, and turns and starts heading towards Clare.

Drew and I jump towards her, wrestling the the log from her, as Eli jumps in front of Clare who is now screaming and crying. As we pin Bianca down, she looks me square in the eye and says "by the full moon tonight, the blood of the sinners and saints will mix together to appease the God's." it wasn't Bianca speaking… it was something else, something evil.

Biancas eyes roll back into her head, and like someone hitting a light switch she's back to herself. "Get off of me!" she screams. We quickly let go as everyone looks at her with both curiosity and fear. After a few minutes Bianca has calmed down and Drew and I let her up. She seems to have no clue what happened, as she looks around at everyone's concerned faces and the damage she did to the cabin.

Holly J. and Adam are cleaning up the shattered mantel from the floor. Adam picks up a folded up piece of paper he looks it over, and over. I watch as he flips it over , I can now see it's a picture. There's something about the paper that interests him, yet he doesn't let on just what it is.

Drew is telling Bianca what she had done, and she is shaking her head in disbelief. "The last thing I remember was talking to Anya about her dream."she tells Drew. "Hey, Drew you need to see this." Adam calls as he holds up the picture in his hand.

Drew walks over, he looks at the picture, then flips it over carefully reading the back. "That's uncle Jason, and uncle Jeremy! " Drew says to Adam. "I know, they would of been killed shortly after this picture was taken." Adam replies.

"How were they killed? "Alli questions. "Well, we really don't know " they answer in unison. "Let me see that picture? " Holly J. Says snatching the picture from Drew. She sits on the bed, her face is white as a ghost. She opens her mouth slightly, but no audible words come out. "Is everything alright? " Anya asks looking over her shoulder at the picture. "Yeah… this is my Aunt Jeanette. She died before she finished high school, I'm named after her." Holly J. tells her.

Ayna grabs the picture and turns it over and starts reading off the names. "Jason Tores, Jeremy Tores, Jeanette Worthington, Bridgette Milligan, Kalvin Guthery, Bryant Middleton, Abigail Hampton, Lorelei Linden, Juan Gonzalez, Heidi Roberts, Briea Patel, Ravon Patel ." she says

I knew the name Bridgette Milligan, my dad, aunt's and uncle's had talked about her my whole life. I also knew her fate. I looked around the room, I could see the looks on everyone's face they knew the same.

"So who else has family in the picture, family who has passed on?" I ask. One by one they all raise their hands. I take a deep breath and ask, "who knows how they died?" they all shake their heads, not knowing the circumstances of their late relatives. The drumming begins again, and the fire goes out leaving us in pitch black.