"No!"
Why Kassie's friends could not take no for an answer was beyond her. Camping just wasn't something she was particularly into. She despised the outdoors: the bugs that crawled all over it's surface, the humidity that made her hair frizz up after it was freshly straightened, and the dreaded thought of her doing her business in the woods. What would I use for toilet paper? A damn pine cone? Even so, they somehow managed to drag her out in the middle of the woods.
Heather was still wide awake, sketching in her notebook. It was something she did often and a talent Kassie was jealous of. The only thing she could do was write and she was practically an amateur. Although she was awake, Max and Dustin were fast asleep, mumbling incoherent things and snoring so loud that Kassie was afraid a bear might show up and gobble them up.
Releasing a sigh, Kassie poked the fire with a twig she found beside her tent. "I hate you guys so much right now."
Heather gazed up, releasing a light chuckle, "You'll have fun. Don't worry."
"Getting bitten by mosquitoes, rubbing leaves on my rear, and having my hair frizz up so much it's practically like an afro isn't fun."
"We could swim?" Heather suggested, shutting the notebook and shoving it in her backpack.
"I can't swim."
"Still?"
"Yes, still! You know I'm terrified of drowning."
"You were only down there for five seconds and I pulled you back up!"
"It was five seconds too long, Heather. Five seconds too long."
The brunette shook her head and eyed the fire for a brief moment before looking back up at her blonde friend. "We need more firewood."
Kassie raised a quizzical brow, "So?"
"You should go get some."
"No way! You do it!"
"Rock paper scissors?"
Kassie grumbled and scooted forward towards Heather. Might as well make it a fair shot.
"Rock--"
"Paper--"
"Scissors--"
"Shoot!"
It was just one scissors away from becoming a rock that caused Kassie to wander aimlessly through the woods in search of firewood. She had collected only a few branches when eventually she spotted logs neatly stacked behind a bush. Whoever collected these could get more... She rationalized.
When the logs were collected, she turned, getting ready to head back to the campsite.
"What the--"
Wasn't there a gap between those bushes? The blonde looked around for a few moments before she realized there wasn't an exit. Despite the odd circumstances, she made the classic mistake of thinking it was merely her head playing tricks on her and began walking around the bush path. It was only moments later before she encountered a large structure in the distance. Without her glasses, she couldn't make out a thing, but she could only assume it was a mansion by the size. And by the faint lighting, she assumed it was occupied.
It got dark fast, she noted, after noticing the lights.
Kassie decided to drop the logs because whoever was in this mansion probably wouldn't appreciate her stealing what they most likely retrieved themselves. She had taken her backpack with her, fearful that the others might get into it, and pulled out a flashlight and began walking towards the large structure in hopes to have whoever it is help her find her way back to her campsite.
