[center][h2]Cabin 7[/h2][/center]

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“-- a while,” a voice says. “Just staring into the mirror.”

Then, the reeking woman seemed to snap out of it and notice the small crowd a short (relatively safe) distance away.

[color=9e0039]"’Ello, ladies,"[/color] Kerri chuckled, [color=9e0039]"This is awkward..."[/color]

The women looked at Kerri for a second. Then they continued to converse in hushed tones as if she weren't there.

"I guess it would make sense to have homeless squatters out here, but you'd think they'd do a better job of clearing them out before a big event."

"Do we call the event coordinators? Or the police?"

"I can talk to her," a sweet-looking blonde chimed in. "We should at least find out what she's doing here, maybe avoid jumping to conclusions."

The other two ladies looked at her like she was crazy. They grumbled a bit and walked away while the blonde took a deep breath in preparation to enter the Biohazard Zone.

"Are you okay?" Libby asked Kerri in a wispy voice, just barely loud enough to hear. "Are you lost?"

Notably, the blonde didn't inhale again after she spoke.