Penelope read the email from Dr.Matthais. It said that no, she did not have schizophrenia. Penelope was confused although, Dr.Matthais said Penelope should check in with him. Amber walked up to Penelope.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Amber questioned.

"I don't have schizophrenia," Penelope responded.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Amber inquired.

"Yes, but then what's the answer for all of this," Penelope replied angrily.

"For all of what?" Amber asked.

"Nothing," Amber said, "You know what, I'll just go."

Penelope left angrily while Amber stared in disbelief. Penelope left to go outside for some fresh air. She went outside and saw an arrow in the stars. As she followed the path, dusk turned to dawn. The path led to a lake. The lake looked blue and clear. Penelope looked around as if the stars hypnotized her. Right across the lake, there were cabins. She saw a sign that said, Wildflower Camp. Penelope remembered that day.

She was in a diner when everything first started. She was with her friends when her mom started calling, her. She ignored all of her calls, but when she got home, she heard the news. Her sister had died. It was two weeks ago. Penelope hid in her room until college. Wildflower Camp was the place her sister, Reagan, died. Penelope started shaking. She got her phone out and started calling Amber. A few minutes later, Amber picked up her phone.

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"Hey, you still use your phone as a phone?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, I guess I do," Penelope replied, still shaking.

"Anyway, where are you?" Amber questioned.

"I'm in the forest," Penelope answered.

"What, why?" Amber questioned.

"I don't know. I'll send my location, okay?" Penelope said.

"Okay," Amber said with a questioning tone.

Penelope ended the call and send her location to Amber. Thirty minutes later, Amber came and picked her up. Penelope saw her blue car and opened the door.

"How the hell did you get here?" Amber asked.

"I don't know," Penelope answered.

Amber looked around and saw the sign. Her face turned to shock. Amber then looked back at the steering wheel.

"We're at Wildflower Camp?" Amber asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, why?" Penelope questioned.

"Why the hell are you here in the first place?" Amber asked in anger.

"I tell I don't know. Maybe I'm having a nervous breakdown." Penelope answered in a surprised tone.

"Nervous breakdown? What emotional connection do you have to this place?" Amber inquired.

"My sister died here," Penelope responded.

"My brother died here," Amber stated. They looked at each other with wondering faces.

"My sister died two weeks ago," Penelope stated.

"Mine too," Amber stated.

"The four dead campers in Nothern California," Penelope said.

Amber nodded. The four dead campers in Nothern California were a newspaper headline. They looked at each other and then Amber drove off. They sat there and a wave of silence flooded the car. Amber and Penelope got to their dorm and were still silent.

"Who was your sister?" Amber asked.

"Reagan," Penelope answered, "Who was your brother?"

Amber answered with, "Jackson."