I just have to finish day two in one day. And for those of you who have sent me more than one disturbing death scene...you need help. And drugs. Or, depending on the person, you need to get off drugs.

"I've never fished with so many people around before." Wally said.

"Have you ever been fishing?" Dick asked as he baited his fishing hook.

"Yes. Once." Wally looked around. "Why is there a separate pond for fishing? The one for swimming and canoeing and stuff is bigger."

"Oh, that's because they don't want anyone to accidentally get trapped in the fishing line or caught on a hook." The fishing counselor, Steve, answered. "Being caught on a hook is not a good way to start camp."

"Oh. Makes sense." Wally checked his line. "Are there any fish in here?"

"It's a small pond, and it's pretty hot outside. There might not be a lot near the surface today." Dick said. "I caught one earlier, though. Remember?"

"What was that?" A camper pointed out towards the pond. "I saw...something."

"It was probably a snapping turtle. If you see one, please do not tease it. They are capable of snapping your fingers off." Steve said. "I've seen it happen."

"It looked pretty big for a turtle..."

"They can be pretty big, and everything is distorted under water." Steve answered.

"Right..."Dick looked out over the pond.

"Why are we doing this?" Connor groaned.

"Because it is way to bond and work on previously unused skills." Kaldur answered.

"I don't think candle-making counts as a skill. It's just boring." Connor said. He and the rest of his cabin were sitting around tables making hand-dipped candles.

"This is true. I would much rather do something more interesting." Kaldur said.

"Anyways...What do you think about-" Connor was cut off by a yell.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" A boy from their cabin yelled.

"What?" Kaldur rushed over.

"That!" Kaldur looked where the boy was pointing, and immediately wished he hadn't. Inside the pot of melted wax that had been poured from the larger one in the center was something that didn't belong.

A finger, still wearing a ring, floated on top.

"Is anybody missing from cabins? Counselors, do a head count." Sam stood in the mess hall once more with his trusty megaphone.

"Yes! There's one girl missing from mine!" A counselor spoke up. "She must snuck out last night, because she was there when I turned the lights out."

"And she wore a ring!" A girl from the Cabin said. The Cabin in question was Cabin Butterfly. Even though it hadn't been overtly stated, the knowledge of the ring had spread like wildfire through the campers.

"When do we call our parents?" Another called.

"I want to go home!"

"My cellphone hasn't worked all day!"

"Everybody calm down!" Sam yelled. The room fell silent. "Now. You can call your parents when the phone lines come back online. As for your cellphones, the networks have never worked well here and a storm is coming in. You can go home soon. Now, please return to your scheduled activities."

"He's not telling us something."

"You're probably right, Connor." Wally answered.

"Someone needs to sneak away and follow him." Kaldur said. They all looked at Dick.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll get right on that." Dick said.

"We can't let this get out." Sam said. His father and owner of the camp, Scott Radnel, was pacing.

"This camp is all I have to show for my life. It's finally starting to make a little profit for me and now this." Scott stopped.

"I can't believe that these threats were real."

"Well, they are. And it looks like we're the ones who will have to take care of it." Scott said. "But we can't keep these kids here. You already tried lying to them about catching the guy."

"Then how do you suggest we keep this under wraps? Any kid who goes home before this person is caught for real will tell the police." Sam said. "And I am not going to let this ruin you. You've worked too hard."

"We'll just have to think of something. It's too bad the phones don't work."

"Yes. Too bad." Sam said.

"Did you get all that?" Dick asked.

"Yes, loud and clear." M'gann said. "They're hiding something for sure. I can't believe they'd even consider covering this up."

"I can. If I am not mistaken, most of Mr. Radnel's assets are tied up in this camp. He would be ruined if her lost it." Kaldur said. "What are you doing now?"

"I'm waiting for Artemis to get back. She went to the cabin to get her sunglasses." M'gann answered. "Then I guess we're going to do something with the cabin. I think we're spending an hour at the pool before lunch."

"Me and Zatanna have a free hour now. We can do whatever we want." Raquel chimed in.

"We're in trouble because Dick snuck out. Apparently, we're grounded to the cabin. I'm going to sleep." Wally said. Even his telepathic voice sounded groggy.

"I believe that me and Connor are going to archery." Kaldur said. "We will talk later."

Wally really did try to sleep, but for a few moments he was distracted by a feeling that something was wrong.

Artemis had been going back to the cabin when she fit a pain in her arm. Then everything went black.

Artemis was now lying unconscious on the floor of the small underground room. It used to be the cellar of a house that had been bulldozed to make the park, but it had survived unseen on the far side of the camp.

It was almost time. But the day was still young.

*Dramatic music* You can probably guess what happens next. It's got Artemis and Wally listed as main characters for a reason. Review me!