Thump thump thump
It was a dark October evening all the campers were huddled in the common house which had rows of bunks on the second level and a balcony that looked down upon the dining area. A large fire burned in the hearth and the teens were chatting, drawing, reading, writing, or playing a game.
They called it summer camp, but that was because all the kids were from America where October was cold and dreary. In Australia October was the beginning of summer. So Summer Camp.
As the evening progressed the teens’ interactions faded as more of them became aware of the thump thump thump that sounded upon the wall of the common house. The older kids had been telling ghost stories earlier and most of the younger kids were sure they were being teased.
“What is that?” one asked.
“Look at the mist outside,” another said.
“I didn’t know it got foggy in Australia. We are near a lake though,” he said.
“That’s it the mist is coming up off the lake,” An older girl said.
Thump, thump thump.
“Stop doing that, it isn’t funny anymore,” a younger gill said.
“I’m going to tell Ms. Lawrence,” Another young girl said.
Some of the bravest among them decided to get a closer look. They decided no one would get any sleep if…
