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My name is Richard. I used to work at a summer camp for kids named
So today I'm driving to the old camp, to try to see if I can remember anything from my life since it the camp played a big role in my life. I worked there for 5 years after all. I couldn't find any information about it except the place where it was located and a few news reports about the incidents.
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I think I'm dreaming... There it is... An old iron rusty gate of the camp now resembling more of a cemetery entrance than a kids camp. But this must be it. I can see something written on the top of the rusty gate. I think it says
The gate seems kind of old and I realized that there's a lock on, but it's also rusty. I think I can manage to get in without any trouble whatsoever. Okay, I'll just kick the lock off and that's it.
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It's really a play of will to be in a place like this, It's almost nightfall and I still have to find out more things than a night can reveal. So I'll just stand up and go to the flagpole now...All this cabins, While walking by them, I can remember the eyes of the children gazing at me...
Back then It was a pleasant experience, but now, It is haunting and disturbing, Knowing that most of these children are dead or still missing to this day... I can't remember much but my instincts tell me where to go, And I trust them for now. It doesn't seem like the flagpole is far from there. I think it's just around the corner. Oh, I think I can see it. Yes, this is it. There is no flag on the flagpole of course, I couldn't see it from the distance, But now I can see that there is a flag. But itBut it is down on the ground next to the ashes of a fire. The same fire where the children use to tell stories back in the day. There were still a few ashes. Amazing how the wind didn't scatter them all over the place. I can now see the flag and I can confirm that this is in fact the
Seems chilling, How all those years went by and I lost all trace of this place. Life really seems funny now, When I can't remember who I was or what I was doing all those years before my head injury.
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I'm at the lake, at the dock to be specific. I'm standing here and I can remember something... A familiar sight... What is this?... I can see a boat an empty boat floating in my mind.. But I can remember there were children on the boat... I Don't know where they are.... Dammit. That's all me can remember.
I'm in front of the camp, it's 5:14 P.M. right now. Seems like it took me about 2 hours to get here. It wasn't that hard since I could remember the path from earlier and just followed it. But this shocked me a little. There's no camera where I left it. In the front of the entrance of the forest there's nothing. Did I just imagine the camera before? Was my mind making me hallucinate like it did when I saw the man? I don't know... I'll go back into the campsite and try to enter another cabin since my foot is feeling better now.
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Doctor: Did you find Richard?
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Policeman: DOCTOR, WE HEARD A SCREAM FROM THE FOREST, WE NEED TO MOVE!
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