You were separated from the rest of the campers, and you decided to try to find your way back… on your way, you found a random cabin where it shouldn’t have been. You step inside, and the spirit of a camper, Lilac, who died a week ago, was there, with a bear trap in her left leg, she was just staring at you. She had black streaks coming from her eyes, sort of resembling tears.

“Hehe… I’m here”