"Then it'll be too dark and we'll have to spend the night in the woods. You want tat?"

Kathy wasn't sure now she wanted this. But she had already committed herself. Weeds caught at her heels as both girls scrambled quickly through the open and ducked finally into the edge of the woods.

"There's some abandoned cabins around here some place. I'll bet that's where they do it," Marie whispered, ducking her head to avoid a low-hanging branch.

Kathy walked more slowly, carefully putting her feet down on the thick carpeting of leaves. They had walked for some distance when Marie suddenly tripped on a half-hidden log, falling flat on her face. Kathy felt her hair stand on end, watching her friend double over while holding her ankle and moaning in pain.

"What is it?" Kathy gasped, rushing to the girl.

"My ankle. I think I twisted it… oooh!" They were halfway between the camp and… and God only knew where. Marie was bigger than Kathy. Kathy would never be able to help her back to the camp. Besides, there would be all those questions. Looking up, she spotted a clearing ahead. Maybe someone was there who could help them back.

"I'm going for help," Kathy muttered, ignoring Marie's objections and racing off toward the clearing.

When she gone to the edge, Kathy stopped, stooping very low and studying the three cabins below in the small valley. Lights were on in one of them, two cars parked just beyond the north side. Kathy thought she recognized one of the cars and hesitated to descend to the valley, remembering what Matt had told her about some of the counselors fucking around.

But her friend was up there in pain. Biting her lower lip, she slipped down the side of the small hill, keeping clear of the front door, and large window. Curling her fists, she was about to rap on the glass when she heard a sound that chilled her blood.