-David-
David just was not the same person as before.
Being bitten by a Werewolf and having half your blood replaced by a Demon's tended to change a person.
For one thing, his eyes seemed to glow bright red at night for no reason.
Another was the fact nothing appeared to hurt him anymore, the camp bus had taken more damage crashing into him last time.
He seldom spoke and had taken up smoking cigarettes, which was a nasty habit.
Gwen stayed far away from him unless they had to wrangle the children.
David finally spoke up one dark and stormy night.
"I want to die."
The cabin went silent.