She looked around, finally! It took an hour or two longer than she expected but everyone was finally asleep. As she slipped out of that damn crowed sweaty tent. She looked up at the star filled sky and tried to guess the time, maybe 2 or 3 in the morning - who knew, the center didn't allow technology. It didn't really matter tough, as long as there was still time left.

She tried to make out her path even though she wasn't even sure where her destination was. All she knew was to find an actual building and avoid the bear traps... come to think of it bears too!

Twenty minutes and 4 unanswered door knocks later she had reached the last building. She had pretty much come to terms with the fact she probably wasn't going to to find what she was looking for but there was no harm in trying. As long as she continued to avoid the bear traps.

She took a deep breath as she started at the last door. She eased her fist ready to knock. This was it - either she walked back to the tent and layed there unhappy until the other girls woke up. Or... actually she had no idea what she was going to do if things actually worked out. Who's to say if the door opened things would actually work out.

She took her fist down and turned around. What was the point? No one was going to answer. Even if someone did, it could be a perfect stranger. Even if it wasn't there's almost just as much of a chance of aquwardness. She turned around. What did she think she was doing in the first place. Ready to finish the night with crippling disappointment for a few quiet hours. She took a step off the porch and....

"JESUS MOTHERFUCKING CHRIST!!! GOD DAMN BEAR TRAP!!!!!"

I know I'm a lifeless narrative text on your screen and such have not had the experience of a bear trap. And this is a fictional story about a movie that I saw in the 7th grade. But take a moment to imagine the pain of a bear trap and take a second to picture the things this girl is probably experiencing. Now I'm not going to type anymore but yeah, that's happening.

The patio lights turned on as a door quickly opened. A blond in a bathrobe with a staff assigned tranquilizer gun pointed ready to get a bear. But as she saw the girl struggling with tears doling down her face because you know - fucking bear trap! She dropped everything and ran to help her.

Being trained in first aid but the center she started the nessary precautions. But as she made out the other girls face she had to stop for a second stunned, "Stacie?!"

"Aubrey, thank god your here"

The younger girl grab d the blood and kissed her. Despite the pain she felt better than she could possibly imagine that the girl was with her now. And for that wonderful moment all was right. What happened in the morning could be a completely different story...