N: Welcome, campers! Let's sound off! He gets ready to do roll-call, but instead begins to count. One, two... He stops. A student gets shot at by V and falls over, dead.

Students: In sync, and not wanting to get shot at as well THREE/FOUR/FIVE/SIX/SEVEN/EIGHT/NINE/TEN/ELEVEN!

N: That's everyone! (Whispers to V) Minus one... (Loudly to the students) We got so many distracting activities planned, so no sneaking off to investigate stuff! He slyly gestures to Uzi. To the bunks!