For this one, you need to convince a co-counselor to let you stay up one more night.
SEEING THINGS (any gender, mid to late teens)
Okay, so I'm seeing things. It's not like I crashed the camp van. I did everything right. I saw a person lying in the road. I put on the brakes. Might have been a bit sudden. Okay.
But if there HAD really been body there, I would have done the right thing. Nobody got hurt. Maybe some whip lash. But we all made it back to camp in one piece. We all made it back in time for rehearsal. Which we needed. Which we need MORE of... God, at least two weeks more...
there's no way I'm going to sleep tonight. So don't even try to tell me... God, we still have three whole scenes without props. Even after I've sculpted the things, I'll need to wait for the paper mache to dry and THEN for the paint to dry.
No, no, no, Jess: Tonight, I don't go to sleep. Tomorrow night, after arrival day, after we do the play, after the parents are duly impressed, after BOSS is duly impressed... tomorrow night, I'll sleep. That's only-- what-- four days without sleep? If I see more things, more bodies, well... I won't be driving between now and the campers leaving... so what danger could I put anybody in?
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