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[center][h1][color=6666FF]Demetri Howell[/color][/h1]  
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[color=6666FF]Location[/color]: Camp Lava Lake Trail Head
[color=6666FF]Skills[/color]: Singing[/center]  
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Demetri was certainly going to make sure that the walkie talkies were added to the list of items that they procured. Especially after what had just happened. The most horrifying thing about it wasn’t the spasming, or the way that his name was being repeated over and over and over again in a way that would haunt him for a long portion of his life, but it was the way that he wasn’t able to get any help until it would’ve been too late. The walkies at least would have afforded them the room to get someone to get to the HAM and call for help regardless of where they were, because he couldn’t call for help and watch Nancy at the same time, and it seemed that carrying her across the camp as she spasmed wasn’t exactly a play in the game. Two more joined their merry group to round out the numbers and make sure that this three ring circus had a full audience. Great. He could appreciate the way in which Emily was at least trying to break the tension by making a small joke, even if it felt a bit in poor taste given what could’ve happened to Nancy. [color=6666FF]”I vote we sacrifice Aster first. Everyone knows the gods love a good Virgin sacrifice.”[/color] He chimed in as his hand was grabbed and tugged away from the main group of people. 

It was now only Demi, Zeke, and Nancy, all together again as they made their way to…actually where the fuck were they going to? And why was Zeke speaking in Tacos. At Nancy’s protest, Demi let go of Zeke’s hand and placed both of his in a large T shape as he stopped dead in his tracks. [color=6666FF]”Woah Z, chill. Let’s take a bit of a pause here before we start speaking in tongues ok? You certainly can’t be attached to Nancy’s hip for the rest of Camp, let alone the rest of your life. We should implement a buddy system however. No one goes off alone anymore, everyone stays in pairs of two and with the Walkies we can not only communicate if something like this happens again, but we can talk the person through it while some of us make it to the scene and others make it to the HAM. You can’t just…suffocate Nancy like that…at least…that’s the uh…vibe I’m gettin from her stare…right Nance?”[/color]