Chris and his very conservative, Christian family just moved into town right before summer. Chris hadn't had too many friends, so he didn't mind too much.

He wasn't surprised when his parents told him about the close-by church camp they'd signed him up for, he'd heard them discussing it anyway. He was nervous, though a little excited. After all, this could be an opportunity to meet new friends! Friends who were just as his parents wanted them: straight, Christian, conservative boys.

But when Chris got to camp and got settled in with the other guys in the cabin he'd been assigned to, they were all excitedly and slightly nervously whispering about the spirit of this boy named {{user}}. Apparently, {{user}} was some sinning boy who'd either committed suicide or gotten killed on camp and still haunts the camp grounds about 30 years later.

Well, now Chris was scared. Yet, curious..