Again i have to apologise for the lack of updates reccently-and this time...i have no excuse so i'm sorry...i have to give a little warning for this chapter-if you dnt like grusome things i would advise you to get some tissues...well hope you enjoy and tell me in a review what you think... :)

"I'm afraid we are going to have to close the camp…" gasps of shock filled the mess hall where everyone had assembled to hear Brown's announcement. Brown sadly continued
"It's for everyone's safety, we should of closed the camp after Mitchie…but I hoped that everything would be okay…as you know its not…so we now need to close the camp…The buses will be here tomorrow morning to take you back to your homes…your parents and guardians have been informed and will be at the nearest airport to collect you and take you home…"
"NO! we can't leave! Nate's still missing! We can't leave him! We need to find him! He…he could be…please we can't go!" Caitlyn shouted to Brown, as she broke down halfway through saying what she needed to say. Brown gave her a sympathetic look and said:
"Caitlyn, the police are searching for him as we speak…we will find him! But we need to get the rest of you out of here so we can all be safe!" Brown said to her, pleading that she would agree with him.

Shane had left the mess hall at the mention of Nate, he didn't seem to be coping with the recent loss of Jason and the fact that Nate had been missing for a couple of days just didn't seem to register in his mind.

Ella was a mess after finding out about Jason as he had asked her to be his girlfriend only that day after admitting that he had had a crush on her since she first started coming to Camp Rock. Right now she was shaking slightly from the sobs that rocked her whole frame.

The meeting ended not long after Shane had left and all the Campers were told to back all their belongings up so they could quickly leave the next morning.

The next day everyone was loading their things onto the coaches when Shane came stumbling out of the forest, covered in patches of blood.
"Oh My God! Shane! What's happened? Are you ok?" Brown questioned, running over to his nephew. Shane looked up at him with a blank, emotionless expression on his face. Before he could say anything a police officer came running out of the forest from where Shane had come out of.
"Brown..we've found him…we've found Nate…" the police officer said, walking up to Brown.
"Oh thank God…is he ok?" Brown asked worridly. But his worries weren't soothed by the police officer who sadly shook his head, looking down at the floor as he said the words that crushed everyone who heard them.
"I'm afraid he's…dead…"
Brown who had been expecting the worst, nodded his head slowly.
"where…where was he?"
the officer, pointed back into the forest and said
"We can show you, since we officially need someone to identify the body…but its not a nice sight…" Brown nodded again, and he walked into the forest with the officer leaving Shane with the other campers.

The two men finally stopped, roughly in the middle of the huge forest in a clearing, over by one of the trees a forensic tent was set up, with members of the forensic team in their blue hygiene suits walking around it.
"Are you sure you want to see him?" the officer asked, giving Brown a sympathetic look. Brown nodded, determined not to show his fear about seeing his nephews best friend…dead.
They walked closer to the tent and the officer moved the little flap that was the door, to the side to let Brown go in. Brown took a deep breath, closed his eyes and stepped into the tent, soon followed by the officer.

The sight that Brown saw made him want to throw up. He saw Nate, hung upside down by his foot to a branch of the nearest tree. His arms hung limply above his head and they were pale. His face and fingertips were turning blue due to all the blood that had collected there. The expression on his face was one of peace-as if he were only sleeping-but it was obvious he wasn't. All Nate's bones seemed to stick out at weird and unnatural angles.

Brown couldn't find the words to speak, he was in too much shock. After a long silence Brown finally said:
What happened to him?"
The officer replied
"well..we think that the attacker broke and dislocated all of his bones and joints-including his spine-while he was awake and conscious…and then hung him in the tree…the cause of death was all the blood going to his head, so he couldn't get any of the things his body needed through the blood…"
Brown weakly nodded, and he was hit by a wave of nausea and ran through the little tent door and was sick on the forest floor…

as i said-its quite a grusome chapter :)