Chapter 5

July 16th, 1997

It had been about a week since Katie had called her mother to ask about sending some stuff that she needed and she was hoping it would arrive today. Today was the first Wednesday that the campers could possibly have mail. Katie wasn't the only one who was anticipating mail from home.

"It's mail day!" Annie said. Annie was bouncing around the cabin like she was on a sugar high.

"Why are you so excited about it?" Beth asked.

"Yeah, you don't even like getting mail, because you don't want to kiss the moose," Missy said.

"Well, I'm expecting a letter," Annie said.

"Then you'll have to kiss the moose." Mary said. Mary grabbed a sock from under her bed and put it with her dirty clothes.

"I don't care about that anymore. It's not a big deal." Annie said. Annie walked over to Katie. "When is the dinner bell going to ring?"

"Fifteen minutes, but we can't go until the cabin's clean. They are coming to inspect right after dinner and the cleanest cabin gets a reward." Katie was sweeping the cabin with a broom. Katie looked over at Annie's bunk, it was a mess. "Go straighten your bunk out."

Annie climbed up to her bunk and started making it look neater. "What's the reward?"

"I don't know," Katie said. "Everyone put your dirty clothes in your laundry bags and then leave them on the porch. The laundry service will pick them up while we are at dinner."

Annie looked around the cabin, her clothes were strewn everywhere. "I don't want to do that."

"Then you can go naked until the next laundry day," Katie said.

Annie went around the cabin and picked up all her clothes. She threw them in her laundry bag and threw the bag on the porch.

Soon all the laundry bags were on the porch and the cabin was clean to Katie's approval. The dinner bell rang and they all ran to get in line.

Brett decided to sit with Katie and the other female counselors at dinner.

"Hey Brett, what's going on with your sister and Kelsey Warner?" Jessica asked.

"I don't know, I don't want everyone to make a big deal out of it," Brett said. "I told Elsie not to write anything about it to our mom if she writes home."

"Why can't she do that?" Leah asked. Leah took a bite of her burger.

"Because I'm scared that my mom will call the camp director and then, they'll call Kelsey's parents and try to straighten this mess out during camp. I'm scared that I'll never see Elsie again."

"Do you really think Elsie's not your sister?" Hayley asked.

"No matter what happens, she'll always be my sister and I love her. I want to spend as much time as possible with her here at camp, before we go home and all hell breaks loose."

"How do you know Kelsey's not your sister too?" Jessica asked.

"My mom never told me she was having twins. I was eleven though. I don't remember everything about her pregnancy."

"But she had a baby, right?" Katie asked. Katie put ketchup and mustard on her burger.

"Yes, she definitely had a baby, but I don't think she had twins. We only bought one crib, I remember that," Brett said. "Have you ever seen Kelsey's parents?"

Everyone at the table shook their heads.

"Well, today when the kids had free playtime after lunch, I took the camp's Jeep to the library. Kelsey's parents are kind of well-known in the press around here. It didn't take long for me to find a picture of them in a newspaper. Elsie is the spitting image of Kelsey's mother."

"Does Elsie look like either of your parents?" Katie asked.

"Well yeah, kind of," Brett said. "Elsie, kind of, looks like my mom. People on the street have told my mom that Elsie looks like her before."

"Brett, it sounds like from what you're telling us that Elsie might belong to the Warner's and not your parents, but it might be possible that she's still your biological sister," Jessica said.

"Did any of the newspapers say anything about the Warner's having twins?" Leah asked.

Brett shook his head. "I didn't see anything like that. Just please don't make a big deal about this at camp, don't tell anyone." Brett finished his burger.

"We won't say anything," Katie said. "Isn't that right, guys?"

"Yeah, that's right," Leah said. "But you better hope Kelsey didn't say anything to her parents in a letter. She mailed one out this morning."

"Oh no," Brett said. Brett stood up and called Kelsey over to the table.

Kelsey got up and walked to the table. "Am I in trouble?"

"No," Leah said. "We just want to ask you a question."

"Did you mail a letter to your parents this morning?" Brett asked.

"Yes."

"Did you say anything about Elsie in the letter?"

"Yes, I told them I met my sister," Kelsey said.

"Oh no," Brett said.

"Am I in trouble?"

"No, I guess not, just don't say anything else about Elsie in your letters to your parents." Brett said. Brett turned to Katie. "We have to get that letter back."

Kelsey looked like she was about to cry. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, we'll just get the letter back," Brett said. "You can help Jessica hand out the mail, okay."

"Okay," Kelsey said. Kelsey was on the verge of tears.

"Hayley, you come with me to the mail room. Katie you stay here and make sure your package is here." Brett and Hayley left the table and ran out the door.

Brett and Hayley ran towards the mail room.

"Um, Brett, wasn't your sister here last year?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Kelsey was here last year too, why didn't they see each other then?"

"There's four-hundred kids here, split between two sides of the lake," Brett said. "Elsie was signed up late last year, so she was on the north side of the lake. I was assigned to the south side, so we were separated. Elsie had a fit, because it was her first year at camp. My mom did everything she could to make sure Elsie and I would be on the same side this time. Kelsey must have been on the south side too. They never had a chance to see each other."

"Yeah, Kelsey was on the south side, Jessica had her last year," Hayley said. "Who was Elsie's counselor last year?"

"Some girl named Maria, I think Jessica knows her. I've seen them hanging out together before. I think Maria's on the north side again."

Brett and Hayley reached the mail room.

"I hope we can get that letter back," Brett said.

Annie was staring at Scott. Scott was sitting on the other side of the room with his cabin mates. Scott kept glancing over his shoulder at Annie. Annie didn't know what to do. She hoped she received her letter soon. Annie glanced at the counselor's table. She saw Kelsey standing over there looking like she was about to cry.

"What's up with Kelsey?" Annie asked.

"I don't know," Jamie said. "She got called over there and then Brett and Hayley ran out of here." Jamie dumped too much ketchup on her burger, it would be messy.

"She looks like she's going to start crying," Annie said.

"Maybe they told her that something bad happened to her parents," Tisha said.

"No, Tisha, don't say stuff like that," Jamie said. "My mom would flip out if that happened again. Kelsey would be crying already if something like that happened. It's probably not anything like that."

"Oh look, she gets to hand out the mail," Annie said. "Why would she cry about that though?"

"Because mail gets dirty, you don't know where it's been or who touched it and didn't wash their hands," Jamie said. "Princess Kelsey doesn't want cooties." Jamie bit into her burger, the ketchup squirted out the back and onto her shirt.

They heard Jessica giving instructions out to everyone.

"If I call your name, come up here and get your mail from Kelsey and then go line up at the ladder next to Leah. Every letter you get, you have to kiss the moose. If you get a package, you will kiss the moose three times," Jessica said.

Jessica started calling out names. Campers were leaving their seats and retrieving their mail. The line to the moose was getting long.

Annie's name still wasn't called. Annie was getting worried. What if she didn't write? Annie noticed Katie got a package. I wonder what's in there. Everyone was chanting for the campers in line to kiss the moose. I wonder if they are in alphabetical order. Tisha's name was called. If they are, I'm screwed. Robinson came before Williams. Jamie's name was called. Maybe I still have a chance. The pile was getting smaller and smaller. Annie saw Brett and Hayley come back in the mess hall. Then Jessica was down to the last letter.

"Annie Robinson."

Annie ran and practically ripped the letter out of Kelsey's hand. It was from Blair. Annie was relieved. Annie stood in the back of the moose line and ripped the letter open. Annie unfolded the letter and read it. That really works? It's not really ME though. I guess I could try it out. Annie shoved the letter in her pocket and waited her turn to kiss the moose.

Brett and Hayley were back from the mail room.

"Did you get the letter back?" Katie asked.

"No, it already went out this morning." Brett said. Brett kicked a chair.

"Maybe Kelsey's parents won't freak out," Leah said.

"I hope they just think she's making up stories," Brett said. "I don't want to lose my sister."

It was Annie's turn at the moose, she climbed the ladder.

"Pucker up, Annie," a girl's voice said.

"Do you need some chap stick?" a boy asked.

Annie closed her eyes and put her lips on the moose's cheek, it felt hairy. It was gross, but if what her Aunt Blair said in the letter was true, and it could get Scott to ask her to be his partner at the dance, then it would all be worth it.

Annie jumped off the ladder. Kelsey was behind her, holding about eight letters.

"Geez, how many letters did you get?"

"Eight," Kelsey said. "My mom misses me, she wrote me every day."

"Get up there then, it's your turn. I'll be counting the kisses."

Annie went back to the table. Everyone was counting Kelsey's kisses. Jamie was doubled over laughing so hard, she had tears running down her face. The crowd finally counted to eight. Kelsey came down the ladder. She looked like she was going to have a panic attack from having to do something so gross as to kiss a giant, dead, moose head.

Annie caught Scott staring at her. Let's see if this works. Annie tossed her hair back and giggled.

"Annie, what are you doing?" Jamie asked.

"I'm flirting."

"Did Aunt Blair teach you that?"

"Yeah, she told me this works."

"Annie, not you too," Jamie was disgusted. "I didn't think you would believe in that crap."

Scott stood up from his table and walked towards Annie.

"Shut up, Jamie," Annie said. "It's working." I can't believe this is working.

"Hey, Annie," Scott said. Scott shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"Hey Scott, what's up?"

Scott looked back at his buddies. They motioned for him to get on with it. Scott looked at Annie.

"So um…I-I was w-wondering if y-you wanted to b-be my p-p-partner at the…the s-square d-d-dance?"

"I'd love to be your partner, Scott."

Scott sighed in relief and turned around and gave his buddies two thumbs up.

"So, I guess I'll see you later."

"Bye, Scott."

Scott turned around and headed to his table.

Annie pumped her fist. Yes, it worked! Annie didn't have much time to celebrate, because at that moment Kelsey fainted and all hell broke loose.

Annie and her bunk mates were in their cabin getting ready to go to bed. The other girls noticed that Katie had a package.

"Katie, what did you get?" Beth asked.

"Is it candy?" Mary asked.

"No, you guys know we can't have food in the cabins," Katie said.

"What is it then?" Missy asked.

"It's private." Katie said. She shoved the package under her bunk.

"Come on, you can show us." Missy said. Missy pulled her pajama top over her head.

"Guys, it's just maxi pads and tampons," Annie said.

"Oh, that's no fun. I was hoping it was cookies," Beth said.

"Lights out in ten minutes," Katie was relieved that the attention was now off of the contents of her package. It definitely wasn't feminine hygiene products though.

Annie climbed up to her bunk and pulled out a piece of stationary.

Dear Aunt Blair,

It worked! Scott asked me to be his partner at the dance.

Kelsey fainted at dinner. She's fine, but she probably doesn't want you to send her anymore letters…

July 17th, 1997

Lunch was sloppy Joe's the next afternoon. Mary was picking at hers.

"I don't like this." Mary complained. "It's gross."

"You put it on your plate, you have to eat it." Annie said. Annie took a bite of her sloppy Joe.

"I thought I would like it. I'm not eating it."

"You have to," Annie said.

"No, I'm not going to." Mary shoved the sloppy Joe on Annie's plate.

"I don't want it." Annie dumped it back on Mary's plate.

Mary threw it at Annie's plate, it landed on Annie's shirt.

Annie stood up. A mischievous grin spread across her face.

Annie shouted, "FOOD FIGHT!"

Annie threw the sloppy Joe at Mary's head. The room was in complete chaos.

Sloppy Joes were flying everywhere. Jamie picked up the table's bowl of sloppy Joe meat and dumped the whole thing on Kelsey's head. Elsie was hiding under the table. Tisha threw grape juice at Jamie.

A loud whistle pierced through the air.

Everybody stopped. The mess hall was a mess. There was sloppy Joe goop everywhere, the floor, the wall, even the ceiling. Everyone in the room was covered in food. Tables and chairs had been knocked over.

"Annie Robinson, go see Jason right now!" It was Jessica and she looked angry. "The rest of you hit the showers."

"You are in trou-ble."

Annie gulped. She walked slowly out of the mess hall. She hoped that Jason wouldn't kill her.

Annie walked slowly to the boy's side of camp. She was terrified. She had been sent to the director's office before, but Jason was new. She had never met him before and she had heard from the other campers that he was a real hard ass.

Annie reached the door and she hesitated before opening it.

Jason's office looked like the inside of all the cabins, except there weren't any bunks. Instead there was a desk. On the wall, behind the desk, there was a hockey mask hanging on a hook. On the right wall, there was a painted picture. It was a woman, maybe a teenager, with long flowing blonde hair. She was wearing a white dress, or maybe it was a nightgown, that looked like it was blowing in the wind. She was walking along a large body of water, an ocean or a lake maybe, during a full moon.

Jason was leaning back in his chair, his feet up on the desk, talking on the phone. He looked about the same age as her mother, maybe a little bit older.

"I'll have to talk to you later. I have a kid in my office," He said. "Alright, I'll talk to you later."

Jason hung up the phone and put his feet on the floor. He took a good look at Annie.

"You guys had a food fight?"

Annie nodded.

"You started it?"

Annie shook her head. Annie stared at the painting. She couldn't get it out of her head.

"What's your name?"

"M-My name is…is A-Annie R-R-Robinson."

"Ah, the infamous Annie Robinson," Jason said. "You have a rap sheet a mile long."

Jason went into a filing cabinet and pulled out a thick file folder, he dropped it on the desk. It made a loud noise, when it hit the desk and Annie jumped back.

"Why are you so jumpy? Relax, I don't bite."

"W-What's w-with the…the h-hockey mask?"

"I like to play hockey. My hockey stick is in the corner." Jason pointed it out.

Annie relaxed a little.

"So, if you didn't start the food fight, then who did?"

"Mary Taylor threw sloppy Joes at me first."

"I have a report that you were the one who shouted 'food fight' though, and that is when everything erupted. You are as much at fault as Mary is. You will lose your afternoon activity and will spend that time cleaning the mess hall. Mary will be joining you, after I talk to her."

Annie didn't think that was so bad. Her afternoon activity was archery and she didn't much care for it anyway. At least Mary was in trouble too and she wouldn't have to clean up the mess by herself. Maybe Jason was alright after all. Well as long as he didn't call her parents.

"Are you going to call my parents?"

"No, there's no need to bother them about a silly little food fight. I used to be just like you when I was a kid. I've started enough food fights in my day, it's just harmless fun. Besides everything washes."

"Then why do I have to clean it up?"

"It's not fair for the mess hall staff to have to clean that up by themselves. You need to learn to be responsible for your actions. They will do what they can to help you and Mary clean it up."

Annie decided that was fair. Jason was cool after all. He wasn't going to call her parents. He was just trying to teach her a lesson and she understood that discipline wasn't all that bad. He was trying to teach her responsibility. Annie felt better that the kitchen staff would help and maybe it wouldn't be so hard. Maybe she would come out of this with a new appreciation for what the kitchen staff had to do every day to keep the mess hall clean.

"Well, I guess you're alright then," Annie said. "You're cool with me."

"You're cool with me too, now get back to the mess hall and help clean it up."

Annie's eyes went back to the painting.

"I just have one question," she said.

"What's that?"

"Who is that in the painting?" Annie pointed to the picture on the wall.

"That is Violette."

"Who is Violette?"

"You know her as the Ice Princess."

Annie was shocked. "She's really real? I thought no one knew her name."

"We found her camp records, her name was Violette. She was a real person. Now off you go."

Annie left Jason's office. Jason leaned back in his chair, he put his feet up on the desk and smirked as he read Annie's file.

July 18th, 1997

Natalie had been to four more cities on her book tour, Pittsburgh, Columbus, Indianapolis, and Chicago. Now Natalie was in Wisconsin, it had been a long day. Natalie couldn't wait to get back to her hotel and soak in the bathtub. She had a pretty long line of people waiting that she was trying to get through. She noticed the last person kept letting new people cut in front of him.

Finally, the manager of the book store capped the line and told the last person that he was the last one. Natalie was only supposed to be here until 5:00, but it was 4:30 and Natalie would sign everyone's book that was still waiting regardless of what time it was.

As Natalie signed books, the line grew shorter and shorter and soon the last person was standing in front of her. The person who was so patient, had waited all afternoon, and had been kind enough to let others go ahead of him. Natalie looked at him, he had reddish brown hair and he was in his twenties. Natalie recognized him right away and he was still short.

"Andy!" Natalie ran around the table and gave him a big hug.

"Hey Nat, how's it going?"

"I've been great," Natalie said. "How are you? I heard you and Pippa got married. Sorry none of us could come. We were all too busy taking care of Blair and flying to Australia with her in the condition she was in was out of the question."

"It's okay Nat. We understood that you guys couldn't come. Mrs. Garrett told us, she didn't want to put Blair back on a plane."

"It was nice of you to let all those people ahead of you in line."

"Yeah, I figured we would get to talking and I didn't want to hold up anyone."

"So what's new with you?"

"Well, we really aren't telling people yet, but Pippa and I are expecting our first baby."

"Congratulations, that's great. I can't wait to see pictures. When is the baby due?"

"It's due in February. Pippa wanted to come, but she's still in that phase where she has morning sickness, except that it's more like 'all day' sickness. My mom is staying with her."

"How is Beverly Ann?"

"She's great, she's so excited about becoming a grandma. I think she's knitting a blanket."

"I know everyone would like to see you guys, do you think you guys could come back to Peekskill for Christmas this year?"

"I don't know. I guess we'll see. It's going to be entirely up to how Pippa's feeling in December. It has been a long time, hasn't it?"

"Yeah, most of us haven't seen you in almost ten years. When's the last time you were in Peekskill?"

"I think it was about six years ago. Mom and I went right after Blair and Tad's plane crashed. Mrs. Garrett was a wreck and she was left with their daughter. Kelsey was about two years old."

"Yeah, she's eight now, so yeah that would be about six years."

"Anyway, we all read your book. We each have a copy." Andy set a stack of three books on the table.

"Okay, well you tell me who's is whose and I'll sign them."

Andy told Natalie and she wrote personal messages in each one.

"It was nice seeing you again. I'm glad you came," Natalie said. "I hope to see you guys in Peekskill soon, everyone will want to see you and don't forget, I want to see pictures of that baby."

Andy picked up his stack of books.

"I'll make sure you get pictures and if we can't make it this year, we'll definitely try to come next year."

"Bye Andy."

"Tell the girls I said hi." Andy turned around and left the store.

July 20th, 1997

Jo and Rick were lost. Somewhere they had taken a wrong turn on the highway and were now driving in the middle of nowhere.

"We should've stopped back there and asked for directions," Jo said.

"Jo, we don't need directions. There's a perfectly good map in the glove compartment."

Jo opened the glove compartment and found the map. It was dated 1988, Jo groaned.

"Rick, this map is almost ten years old. Some of these roads may not even be here anymore."

"We'll figure it out, don't worry."

Rick continued driving on the long stretch of road. The highway seemed abandoned. It was covered in potholes that had probably been there for years. They were the only car on the road and they hadn't seen another car for miles.

Jo saw a structure up ahead. It looked like an old gas station. The kind you find in really small towns with one pump and full service.

"Looks like we may have found civilization," Jo said.

Rick pulled into the gas station.

"I don't see anyone, I think it's closed," Rick said.

"It looks abandoned," Jo said.

Jo got out of the car and walked to the doors of the gas station and peeked inside. The inside was vacant, papers and trash littered the floor. Jo looked at the newspaper stand next to the door. The paper in the box was from 1984.

"This place is abandoned, Rick," Jo said. "The newspaper is from 1984."

"We have enough gas anyway."

"Rick, you don't even know where we are. How do you know we have enough gas? It could be a long time before we find another gas station."

"What does the newspaper say? Maybe we can figure out where we are."

Jo looked at the newspaper again.

"Janesville."

"Alright, I'll find that on the map." Rick looked at the map.

Jo looked at the rest of their surroundings. Across the street were a run-down diner and a motel. Both of them also looked like they had been abandoned. Next to the gas station was an equally run-down tavern, and a small, white, church situated next to a cemetery. Jo looked down the street and saw what used to be a school, next to a library, a bank, police and fire departments, and a town hall. Some of the buildings had broken windows and signs were hanging off the buildings by one nail. It didn't look like any of these buildings had been occupied for years. It was, in all essence, a ghost town.

"This place gives me the creeps." Jo felt a shiver go down her spine.

"I found it," Rick said. "We aren't that far from the main road."

"Great, let's get going." Jo headed back to the car.

"It's getting dark, it would be better if we left in the morning when it's light out."

"Rick, I don't want to stay here. This place is like 'Children of the Corn' creepy."

"It'll be okay. We'll just go to that motel over there and spend the night. We'll leave first thing in the morning."

"Rick, this place is abandoned. There won't be anyone there. I don't want to sleep here."

"Come on, where's your sense of adventure? It's just one night. We'll have a great story to tell Jamie when we get home."

"We will only if we survive and the children of the corn don't get us."

"Jo, there's no one here."

"Then why do I have this creepy feeling that we're being watched?"

"It's probably just the ghosts."

"That doesn't make me feel any better."

"Come on, Jo."

"Fine, but I'm bringing my gun."

Rick and Jo got back in the car and went over to the motel. As they suspected the place was empty.

Rick went behind the front desk and brushed the cobwebs off of the keys. He grabbed the key for room 1.

"No, we are not staying in room 1. That's the room number that Norman Bates gave Marion Crane, before he murdered her in the shower."

"Jo, you've been watching too many horror movies."

Rick grabbed the key for room 5 instead.

"I still don't like this."

"Jo, no one is here. No one has been here for years."

"Fine, let's go to the room."

Rick and Jo left the office and found the door to room 5. Rick opened it with the key.

"It smells," Jo said.

"It's just a little musty." Rick said.

There was a double bed, an old TV, and a radio. The room itself wasn't very clean. The carpet was stained and the wallpaper was peeling.

"It's not a Warner hotel, but it will have to do for the night."

"I'm sleeping in my clothes, on top of the bedspread," Jo said.

Rick tried the radio, it didn't work. "Batteries are dead."

"Of course they are. No one's been here for years."

"I'll get our radio from the car." Rick opened the door and went outside.

Jo looked in the bathroom, it was a mess. The sink, shower, and toilet were filthy. The toilet was clogged. Some of the floor tiles were missing, the wallpaper was peeling, the ceiling had a hole in it and the mirror was covered in grime. Dust covered everything. Jo went back into the main room, disgusted.

Rick came back in the room with their radio.

"I just checked out the bathroom," Jo said. "I'd rather pee outside."

Rick turned the radio on. There was nothing but static until Rick found a station playing the news.

"Special News Bulletin: A convicted murderer escaped from the Watsonville prison this afternoon."

"That's only about thirty miles from here," Rick said.

"Great, I wasn't planning on sleeping tonight anyway."

All the campers were sitting around the campfire. Kelsey and Elsie were sitting on a log together. Jamie and Tisha, Annie and Scott, and Brett and Katie all shared separate logs.

Scott got up off of the log that he shared with Annie and walked away. He came back a few minutes later with six cans of soda.

"I didn't know what kind you wanted, so I grabbed one of each," Scott said.

Annie looked at the soda cans. "You have two Pepsi's."

"I grabbed one for me too." Scott handed Annie the other five cans of soda.

"That's okay, I can drink five cans."

Annie had never drunk five cans of soda in one sitting. Her mother wouldn't allow it. Annie was only allowed to have soda in moderation. One can a week tops.

"You're going to have to go to the bathroom real bad later." Scott opened his Pepsi.

"Nah, I can hold it." Annie opened her first can and chugged it.

Brett and Katie were whispering a few logs over.

"So, we'll do it tonight, after everyone's asleep," Brett said.

"It looks like we won't have that much trouble." Katie looked over at Annie. "Annie's on her third one."

"Well I have half a can left," Annie said.

"I can't believe you drank that much soda in one sitting," Scott said.

"I know, I'm so full, but I think I can finish this last little bit." Annie drank the rest and threw the can in the trash.

Later that night when everyone was asleep, Annie climbed down from her bunk. She put her shoes on and grabbed a flashlight. She started going out the door, but then she remembered what Jason told her. The Ice Princess was real. If that was true, Annie didn't want to go out there by herself.

"Mary, wake up."

Mary was sound asleep. She wouldn't wake up for nothing.

"Psst, wake up, Beth."

Beth rolled over and faced the wall.

"Missy, wake up?"

Missy opened her eyes a crack, she was half asleep.

Annie was relieved. Good, Missy will go with me.

"Go away, Annie."

Missy sunk back into her pillow.

"Ugh," Annie was frustrated. She had to go the bathroom right now. Her only other option was Katie. Usually there would be no way that Annie would ask Katie to go with her, but she was desperate.

Annie walked over to Katie's bunk.

"Katie, please come with me to the bathroom."

There was no response from Katie.

Annie decided she would have to go by herself. She had to go now. It would probably be okay anyway. The moon wasn't full tonight, was it? She opened the cabin door and ran out.

The bathroom was next to Chipmunk cabin. Annie ran to the door, the sign said 'boys.'

Aww man, it was the girl's bathroom earlier. Annie didn't want to take the chance that a boy might be in there. Now I have to go all the way to the other side to find the girl's bathroom.

Annie ran to the boy's side of camp. The bathroom said 'girls.'

Annie sighed in relief and went in.

A few minutes later Annie walked out of the bathroom and shined her flashlight on the ground. Annie started walking back to Wolf cabin. Annie stopped when she heard a rustling in the bushes.

Annie pointed her flashlight at the bushes.

"Who's there?"

There was no answer. The rustling continued.

"Come out!"

Something came out of the bushes. Annie closed her eyes and screamed.

Annie opened her eyes and saw an animal's butt running away. The butt had a white fluffy tail. Annie was relieved. It was just a rabbit.

"Stupid bunny almost gave me a heart attack," Annie said to herself.

Annie cautiously continued walking back to her cabin.

Annie was still on the boy's side of camp when she saw something white out of the corner of her eye. Annie slowly turned to see what it was. It was then that Annie saw her. A woman with long flowing blonde hair, wearing a white nightgown, was walking along the lake, under the light of a full moon.

Annie froze in place. She turned her flashlight off and stayed still as a statue. Oh my God, It's the Ice Princess! She's really real!

Annie didn't know what to do. She didn't want the ghost to see her. It was too late though. The woman turned around and made eye contact with Annie. Then the Ice Princess started walking towards Annie.