It was mid morning when the green haired mystery that was Carrie Vinceti arrived at Camp Castaway. She had walked along a dirt trail through the forest, following the signs that pointed towards the camp, and after a long, few hour long journey, she finally found herself in front of the large sign that signified the camps entrance. Carrie's minor victory caused her to smirk. But upon entering the camp, Carrie found no one. The cabins stood there deserted, and the grassy area seemed completely abandoned. [color=8dc73f]"Hello?"[/color] she called to no one in particular, just hoping for a response. [color=8dc73f]"Helloooooooooo?"[/color] But no one answered her shouts. Then she heard a voice. She could tell it wasn't in response to her calls, but finding whoever it was would be the first step to finding the counselors who ran this camp. So she began walking to the general area of the voice.

	After walking for a minute, Carrie found something interesting. It wasn't the person she'd expect she'd find here, but it wasn't nothing: a set of smoldering footprints were leading into the forest. As she followed them, passing slightly singed plant life as she did, and soon came to realized that the footprints had no specific pattern. In fact, they were extremely chaotic. Carrie swore that she even went in a circle at one point. But soon enough, her persistence was awarded by the sight of a blonde girl, watching something that Carrie could not see, like a predator hunting prey. As Carrie approached the girl, the girl let out a random laugh, which caused Carrie to let out a little laugh herself, announcing her presence. Though she knew not what was funny, she laughed simply because she enjoyed the activity. [color=8dc73f]"Excuse me, ma'am, could I trouble you with a few questions?"[/color] she said to the girl.

[@Mistiel]