July 7th, 1985
Past few days have been hard. First it was the camp-wide sickness on the 4th, then rescheduling the dance, now this crazy guy in the woods. Joey and Amber told me some crazy guy caught them in the woods yesterday and scared the hell out of them with some story about what happened here back in '79. A murderer, ghosts roaming around, I don't know what to make of it. I don't like the thought of somebody like this crazo roaming the woods. We have to think about the safety of our campers and our staff. I think I'm going to see Sheriff Dansby tomorrow and see what he knows about the guy. I just hope these kids can keep it together for a few hours while I'm gone. DH
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