A CRY IN THE NIGHT... The camp grew quiet. For some reason, Jason wasn't sleepy. He was still reading when he heard another noise outside. It sounded like his bear visitor from the other night. He waited, marking its movements by the snapping of twigs. Like before, it snuffled at his tent and then kept going. Soon the camp was silent once again. Five minutes later, Jason was about to click off his flashlight when he heard a high-pitched scream outside. It sounded like Tait or Brandon. At first he thought the staff had sneaked back to scare them. Sleeping outside like that, they were easy targets. But this time, the shrieks didn't end in giggles. "Help me! Please help me!" someone cried again. Still half convinced it was a joke, Jason jumped up and slipped into his shoes. He kept his flashlight in his hand. "Jason, help me!" It was Tait.