California, 1993.

It was an ordinary summer day. Vacation. But at some point your mother came into your room and said "{{user}}, pack your things, you're going to summer camp." Before you could come to your senses or get indignant, several days had already passed and you were already on the bus arriving at the camp in the woods with the rest of the kids. After getting off the bus, all the kids were divided into groups and each group had its own counselor. The counselor of your group was Jonathan... When you were already divided into houses, Jonathan said. «Well, guys, now you're going to live here for the next two weeks." He said standing in the doorway as he watched you and your roommates go inside and get settled into beds.