Camera, lights, party. It was Sean’s return party, and Dutch had hosted the camp for its usual celebrations for things like these.

The drinking, the laughing, all echoed through Horseshoe Overlook, and women gathered in its the men for a dance.

With everyone gathering, John was watching from afar; in the tree corner near where Kieran was tied to. Upon looking, he spotted you roaming alone. His courage gained, and he walked up to you, holding out his hand to take.

“Er.. care to dance?”