Chapter Four

It was morning already as the Sun shone its brilliance through the windows, brightening the room somewhat and making everything in the room seem to stand out. Ginny, who was still sleeping in the double bed, moaned as she reached out to cuddle her other half but found nothing but cold sheets. Lifting her head Ginny slowly opened her eyes, adjusting them to the sudden brightness of the room and could see, once her vision was correct, that she was the only one in the room.

Oh Paul. You always were the early bird, she said to herself, sitting herself up on the bed and giving out a great yawn as well as a cat-like stretch. Looking in front of her she could see that on the dressing table mirror, words were written in bold, red lipstick: "BEWARE OF BEARS" and immediately knew that Paul had written it before he left.

Smiling at the message Ginny couldn't help but collapse back onto the bed, still not wanting to get up and start the day…

Later that morning Ginny and the others, all garbed in all sorts of tops and shorts, were all jogging down a large, dirt road that led deeper into the forest that surrounded the counsellor facility. With Ginny in the lead, a whistle dangling around her neck, as the others jogged shortly behind her. Mark and Paul were observing them from the sidelines as they jogged past.

"Come on! Come on!" Mark shouted, clapping his hands together, "What the matter, guys?" He then saw Jeff lagging behind and pointed his arm in the direction of the others, "Jeff, the women are showing you up! What's the matter with you?"

Jeff slowly down and jogging on the spot, turned to Mark and showed him "the finger" before catching up with Sandra and Ted.

"Hey!" Mark exclaimed, his arms out beside him to say, "That's not very nice". All Paul could do was laugh and smile at the exchange before helping Mark onto the road and following shortly behind the joggers.

Elsewhere, with the Sun still shining brightly through the tops of the trees, someone was walking quietly through the trees when the sound of distant voices caught their attention. Turning abruptly to their right they trudge over bushes and push away branches in their attempt to get closer to the voices.

"-- We've got about a half a mile, then we're gonna have lunch," Paul replied as he led them through an almost invisible path through the forest, with the rest following him in single file. "Try to stay on this trail, because there's a lot of poison ivy along here."

"How far are we from camp?" One of the guys asked while one of the girls turned and said, "Hey, you guys, don't trip on that," pointing to some overgrowth that she'd nearly tripped over herself.

From where the onlooker was standing, hidden in the safety of the flourishing trees, they could see the counsellors walking in single file and engaging in idle chit-chat.

"Paul. What are we gonna have for lunch?" They heard one of the girls ask while the guy behind her answered, "Ted's probably going to cook."

They heard them all erupt into laughter at the thought of Ted cooking before they were quietened down by the calling of Paul's voice, "All right, after lunch, we're gonna do some more running."

At the back of the line, following Scott and Terri, Ginny had a sudden feeling that they were being watched and stopped to look behind her. Did this feeling come from Paul's ghost story last night about the legend of Jason? No, she shook the thought away and hurried to catch up with the others once she was satisfied that no-one was watching them. Little did she know that someone was and will soon be taking them all out for trespassing on their territory…

Muffin, Terri's dog, had managed to wander off away from the group and seemed to be following a certain scent. It stopped in its tracks when it came to a pair of feet belonging to a noticeably tall figure and whimpered, probably knew that what was to come wasn't going to be pretty from the figure's scent…

As Ted was tending to the sausages, nicely sizzling on the barbeque, Ginny was chopping up some wood for the fire with the use of a small chainsaw. After cutting up a large enough piece of a small tree, she switched it off, holding it safely in one hand whilst picking up the neatly-cut wood in the other.

"Here you go Ted," Ginny replied as she passed him the wood which he answered with a smile, "Why, thank you, dear." She then headed off to put the chainsaw back in her and Paul's cabin.

While the others were busy grabbing their plates and cutlery and waiting for their food to be ready Terri settled on looking for her dog, which had wandered off somewhere. Climbing up a small hill to one of the cabins Terri stopped and called out, "Muffin? Here, girl. Muffin!" Nothing. Not even a small bark. "Muffin! Come on, here girl!"

Then she heard Paul's voice calling her, "Terri! Food's ready!"

"Okay, I'm coming!" She replied, turning around and heading back down the hill to eat with the others.

Ginny entered the cabin through the storm door, closing it behind her and walking straight for the large cupboard in the spare-room where they kept other things as well. Lifting it onto the shelf Ginny thought she heard something from outside the window and immediately looked in its direction. Nothing. Must be in her head. She thought nothing of it and left as quickly as she came in.

After lunch Paul thought it best if they all had some "downtime" so they all suggested they'd cool off in the lake. So, with the guys in their swimming trunks or shorts and the girls in one-piece bathing suits or bikinis, they all set off to cool down.

Jeff was already about to bolt it down the small hill to join them when Sandra, garbed in a bikini top, small shorts and flip-flops, halted him, "Jeff."

"What?" He asked, really wanting to cool his hot skin in the fresh water but seeing that look in Sandra's eyes knew he wouldn't be able to.

"You ready?"

"For what?"

"Camp Blood."

Jeff grunted at the sound of her voice as she uttered those confounded words, "I thought we weren't supposed to go near that place."

However Sandra wasn't going to go down easy, not without a fight it seemed, "Oh come on, it's only a short walk. They'll never know we're gone. Jeff, I'm serious. I really want to see it."

Jeff tried to avert his attention by looking in the direction of the others frolicking in the lake but Sandra blocked his view, "Look, when we get back to the city, we can tell everyone we were there."

Still Jeff wasn't going to budge so she grabbed his wrist tightly and expressed tensely, "Oh, come on, you chicken shit," and pulled him along. In the background Vicki was sitting next to Mark chatting away on the shore while Terri, Chantelle and Scott were splashing about in the water.

Beside the lake Jeff followed Sandra down a dirt path, both looking behind to make sure that no-one was looking in their direction and, once the coast was clear, they disappeared into the forest, Sandra muttering happily, "Alright let's go."

Whilst Sandra and Jeff were trekking through the woods on their way to Camp Crystal Lake, some of the counsellors were on the raft diving off it while others were busy splashing each other or swimming. On the shore Ginny, in a yellow bikini, was leant up against the side of the 'Lifeguard's Chair' enjoying the warmth of the Sun with Vicki while Mark sat in his wheelchair in front of it and Ted on top.

"Okay, you guys, I got one. Ready?" Ginny asked with her eyes closed, "What's green and red and moves 100 miles an hour?"

Vicki looked away from her view of Mark's toned body when he wasn't looking and stared up at her, "What?"

"A frog in a blender."

Mark scrunched his face up, thinking of what that might look like, while Vicki uttered a fake laugh, "Ha-ha. That wasn't funny."

From the top of the chair Ted jumped down and, like Ginny, leant up against it, "Okay, what's brown and sits on a piano?"

Vicki shielded her eyes from the Sun with her hand in order to see Ted and replied, "Your face."

"Beethoven's last movement." Ted answered swiftly, earning laughs from both Ginny and Mark while Vicki creased her face in disgust, "Eww, that's gross Ted," trying to kick his feet with her sandal but he quickly moved out of the way.