[If you've passed by the Bulletin Board today, you might have noticed a new posting:]
It's come to my attention--again--that a predator has been reported within Camp's boundaries. The creature's M.O. indicates that it's a familiar threat, and everyone should take care to keep your cabin doors locked and not to open them unless you know FOR CERTAIN who it is on the other side. Hopefully this can be dealt with quickly, but in the meantime--be careful out there.
--S
[Low tech, perhaps, but not all our heroes have Bat-Computers, right? Still, it's no Amber Alert, and that means there's no telling if everyone's gotten the warning.
Regardless... Somehow, whether you're safe and snug inside your own cabin, or the Mess Hall, or are out on the trails of Camp itself, somehow, wherever you are--yes, YOU--somehow there is a DOOR. And wouldn't you know it, but someone's come a-knockin'.]
KNOCK, KNOCK.
[Yes, just like that. Do you answer it?]
((OOC: Watch out, people... That
cleverest of all sharks is out on the prowl. The Spirit is available for interventions should the need arise; otherwise, I'll be pulling
cuebattlemusic duties. Enjoy.
Edit:Out for the night, will pick up tomorrow!))