Taking a deep breath, Caroline walked toward the washroom and quickly dabbed the corner of her eyes with tissue paper. Her face looked miserable. She stared at herself in the mirror and muttered.
"What have I gotten myself into?"
Coming out of the washroom, she drank some water. She needed some nerves of steel now to go out and sit in the open at the campfire site, knowing there was someone out there, thirsty for her blood. Someone who was .... Well, she had no idea what or who that someone was.
And the only one who could help her right now was a guy who had mulched her heart a second before.
Walking toward the property's backyard, she met Dr. Van on the way, who kept going on and on about how wonderful their morning trip was. But not even a single word he spoke made any sense to her. She smiled and nodded and then went and sat next to Erica.
"What happened, girl? Did you see a ghost or what?"
"Huh...:"
