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want to be the chicken of the bunch. The one everyone picked on. And if that made her like Sara, so be it.
    “Looks as if we are all here,” a female voice said from the front.
    Kylie tried to find the face behind the voice, but her gaze clashed with another stare—a cold, bright blue-eyed stare that somehow stood out from the rest. Pulling her attention away from just the eyes, Kylie noticed the boy’s jet-black hair. And just like that, she remembered.
    She remembered him.
    She remembered … her cat.
    “It can’t be,” she muttered under her breath.
    “What can’t be?” Derek asked.
    “Nothing.” Kylie forced her gaze to the front where the woman spoke in a singsong type of voice.
    “Welcome to Shadow Falls Camp. We are…”
    The woman, probably mid-twenties, had long red hair that hung almost to her waist. She wore jeans and a bright yellow T-shirt. Standing beside her was another woman about the same age, but good God, she wore goth. All black, even her eyes appeared black. Somebody really needed to subscribe to a fashion magazine or two.
    Kylie looked over at Goth Girl who’d been on her bus. The girl stared at the woman with a sense of admiration.
    “My name is Holiday Brandon and this is Sky Peacemaker.”
    Right then the cabin door opened and a couple of men walked in. They looked like lawyers, or some other serious type of profession that demanded they wear matching black suits.
    Kylie watched the two women up front shift their gazes to the visitors and frown. She got the feeling the two men weren’t expected. That they were even unwelcome.
    Sky, the goth leader, walked over and led the men outside and Holiday continued. “Okay,” the singsong voice said. “First we’re breaking down into newbies and returnees. Everyone who has been here before will move outside. You’ll find some helpers out there with your schedules and cabin assignments. As always, the rules of this place are posted in your cabins. We expect you to read them. And let me make something clear right now, we’re not going to rearrange cabin assignments. You are here to get along, and get along you will. If a serious problem arises, bring it to the attention of either myself or Sky and we’ll discuss it, but not until after twenty-four hours. Any questions?”
    Someone in the front raised a hand. “Yeah,” the female voice echoed in the room. “I have a question.”
    Kylie leaned to the right to see the girl. The girl, another goth-dressed individual, turned around. “It doesn’t have anything to do with the rules, but … I want to know, who the hell is she?”
    The girl pointed—pointed right at the table where Kylie stood. Or was she pointing right at Kylie? No, she couldn’t be.
    Oh, damn. She was. She was pointing at Kylie. “Crap,” she muttered when about sixty pair of eyes all turned and focused directly on her.

Chapter Six
    “Relax,” Derek said in a voice so low she was certain no one else heard it. And she could barely hear him thanks to the thumping of her own heart.
    “Introductions will happen over lunch,” a female voice said. Kylie thought it was Holiday again, but she couldn’t be sure. They all continued to stare. Stare at her. Her mind raced and her heart pounded. Gushing sounds echoed in her ears.
    Tearing her gaze away, she eyed the door and fought the urge to run. Run fast and run hard. But face it, she’d never been a good runner, and too many freaks stood between her and the door. Then, oddly, she remembered something she’d learned about wild animals. If you run, they think you’re dinner and will chase you.
    Oh, double crap. Okay, deep breath. Then another one. Her lungs expanded. These weren’t wild animals, just weird-ass teenagers.
    Right then, Kylie’s phone beeped with another incoming text. Probably Sara. Kylie ignored it. And for the first time, Kylie decided she possibly could have been wrong about Sara’s situation being more difficult than her own. She wasn’t a hundred