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Paige says. “I’m sorry, but I’ll be damned if I sleep in a cabin alone tonight.”
Remember how we used to all sleep on that stank-ass futon in my dad’s basement?”
Are we growing apart or are we just learning a new way of being friends? I guess we can’t eat pizza and watch scary movies forever.
I think I see something move. I hold my breath and crane my neck, checking to see if the lights are on in any of the other staff cabins.
There is something, or someone, moving around out there.
This time they’re closer to the camp side of the lake, and whatever they were dragging is now gone.
“They were right here,”
I’d heard footsteps and a distinct splash not once but twice.
a wide piece of gnarled gray plastic.
“No. Never.
“I thought I saw somebody out there a few weeks ago,” Porter says.
In the center of the glass is a clearly deceased bird, its neck bent at a weird angle.
“Office,” the voice says. “Office . . . office phone.”
“Charity,” a rough voice answers. “You hear me?”
“He told me what happened. He and I have never seen eye to eye. I’m not surprised he’s blaming you for it.”
you to shut everything down up there.”
He says the final game is canceled.”
“We gotta strip down another staff cabin?”
I try the door, but it’s locked.
Chicken breast, broccoli, and rice. I try to remember when we had that meal.
“They must have left in a rush, but I didn’t even see them leave and they didn’t say anything to me about going home early.”
but this stuff about the summer camp—nobody would know unless they were specifically looking for it.”
“In my defense, I thought it was a prop left over from when they shot the movie, so I didn’t bring it up.”
When I told her it was up here in the woods, she started acting weird.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she says. His grandmother’s tone sends a chill up my back. She sounds angry, but there’s something else in her voice, something that makes me hold my breath as she prepares to answer.
“I want you to leave. I never should have let you go.”
“People died up there!”
“The summer I worked there, six people got killed, but they never found—”
“There was a camp here and people actually died?”
we’re on the site of a mass murder.
“You think your grandma knows Ms. Keane?”
“There’s always someone who has a piece of the untold story,”
“According to Javier’s grandma, there was a summer camp here in 1971. That’s twelve years before they shot The Curse of Camp Mirror Lake. And she’s saying six people died, but I’ve never heard of anything like that.”
“Come on. I want to go have a look.” I turn to Javier and Kyle. “Y’all coming?”
It’s weird that Mr. Lamont lied about what was in the closet.
the first few pages to find several articles about campers missing after a bear was sighted in the area around Mirror Lake.
The Curse of Camp Mirror Lake and saying the only people who are drawn to horror films are
deviants and weirdos.
Summer camp closes. Disappearances attributed to
inexperienced campers and camp staff.
“Why would he tell me it’s expensive supplies and not to mess with it, then?”
“The camera that monitors the trapdoor under the boathouse is out,”
and I see a figure, cloaked in black, standing just under the hatch that leads up through the floor of the boathouse.
“I wish we could have gotten more information out of Javier’s grandma. She sounded really upset that he was up here.” “She was willing to drive up to get him and she doesn’t even have a license,” Bezi says.
Maybe the people running the camp were reckless or something?
The little mound of dirt where she buried the dead owl is turned up.
The owl’s broken body lies on the welcome mat of the lodge, just outside the front door.
it’s intact except for the eyes—those blank, glassy eyes that were so much like Rob’s hideous collection of dead things—that have been plucked out of its head.
Footsteps sound from inside, and a moment later, Javier flings open the door.
from late 1971.
This is the year the summer camp closed
