[SUDDENLY, no matter where you are this evening, be it your cabin, the mess hall, or just wandering around outside, it feels as though there are several sets of eyes looking at you. Watching you. It's an unnerving feeling, particularly at this time of year, when there have been mass warnings about the dangers of camp. What dangers lurk in camp this evening, watching? Waiting?
... it's too bad umbrellas are still banned.]