You are Leslie Daniels. It's a family name, you were named after your great grandfather. You're a boy, though with your long hair and thin body you had been mistaken for a girl a few times, though never on a scale of this nature. You're fifteen and heading for your last year of summer camp. Your parents dropped you off bright and early at the pickup location before they had to go to work and you dropped your bag with all the other boys' bags. You went up to one of the directors.
"Name?" the director, a woman, asked.
"Leslie Daniels." you said.
"Bus Two." she said, directing you to a bus.
You got on and went straight to the back of the bus and sat near the window. You waited, but as you were so early, no one was showing up, so you elected to take a nap. You fell asleep and woke up to...
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