He screamed, "Oh my god, it ripped Fiction's face off!"

At that time, Reloaded and Garibaldi noticed that Fiction was no longer walking next to them.

Reloaded asked, "Where did Fiction go?"

Garibaldi said, "Fiction said he needed to take a leak, but yeah, that was like five minutes ago."

Reloaded shouted up through the woods to Seifer, "We've lost track of Fiction! We're gonna double back and look for him."

That's when Seifer yelled, "Wait, I'm coming with you, and so is nicto10. We both need to get back to the bus. I got a bad laceration and nicto has sprained his ankle."

The party of four then tracked their way back to the bus, only slowed down by nicto's bad ankle.

When they got to the bus, Jake was sitting by Fiction's bloody body in shock. Garibaldi gave him some Dramamine from the first aid kit to try to calm him down. After Jake came to his senses, he said that fiction had walked off and then he got killed by whoever -- or what ever -- was out there.

Reloaded came up with a plan which promised rescue. It was decided that, since it was now early morning and that the search party had been gone all night, and that with these strange killings going on, the worst had happened to them. So, on that note, they decided to trek back to the old campsite. For one, it was by a road, and hopefully a forest ranger would stop by and they would be rescued. Secondly, they were hoping that the killer would not follow them there and would concentrate on the main group.

So they broke out the luggage cart to haul nicto10 on, and they made off down the road towards the old campsite, but they left a note for the other party in case they made it back to the bus. It read,

Dear everyone,

Me, Reloaded, nicto, Jake, and Seifer have decided to find a safer place to wait this out or be rescued. We can't tell you where we're going, in case the wrong person reads this (you know who), but if you want to join us we know you can figure it out.

Best luck and wishes to you,

your friend Garibaldi.

P.S. sorry but we needed to take one of the coolers. Don't worry, there are still three left for you guys.

It was nightfall by the time they reached the old campsite. When they got there, they searched about making sure it was all clear. When Garibaldi stepped on something weird, he did not know what it was and was too afraid to shine his flashlight on it to find out what it was, so he kept stepping on it with his cleated hiking boots trying to feel what it was. He continued on like this stepping on it with cleated until Reloaded screamed.

"What are you doing?!"

Finally, Garibaldi looked down and saw it was dk16's body.

"Whoops, sorry 'bout that." But his flashlight caught a glimpse of something tucked behind dk's ear. It was the two of clubs.

"That's weird," said Jake, "When I found Fiction's body he had the three of hearts on him. Wonder what it means?"

They all agreed that it did not matter. even though it did bring up rather bad memories of the last few days. Then they all set up camp, hoping that tomorrow a forest ranger would pick them up and get them out of this nightmare.