"Hello?" Tamara said, peering out of the open cabin door. She could have sworn she’d heard something, but it was so dark all she could see was a mass of black trees on the other side of the lake. She must have been mistaken. Tamara had been uneasy since her boyfriend Rex had left the cabin to get more beer from the camp commissary. Camp Shining Lake had been deserted all winter, but the place had a reputation. It was probably all a bunch of tall tales, but local legend had it that some sort of half-mutant zombie serial killer had offed a bunch of teens at the old campsite years ago. "Stupid ghost story," Tamara muttered to herself.

Tamara went back to her cot and layed down. She was so glad she’d brought her Ultra Soft Coral Fleece Blanket & Pillow Combo Set along. The set was so portable, and the fleecy pillow and blanket could make even an old, rusty cot in the middle of nowhere feel cozy. It was getting cold out, so Tamara wrapped the RoadPro blanket tightly around herself and closed her eyes. She and Rex were going to have such a good time when he got back with the booze. She had just begun to drift off to sleep when another strange sound in the distance made Tamara bolt up in bed. Had that been… a chainsaw?