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Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

*max’s eyes flutter* *he coughs enough that he can make the words* didn’t…fall…tell…them…I..dare…you…

David: what? What’s going on!

C: That’s not important right now! God dammit,
Max! *pushes much harder on his tiny chest – could have broken a rib but he’s
trying to get the water out*

A: *running back with an old plastic first-aid
kit*

*max’s body spasms* n-no. Let…*cough* me…die…

C: *looks at David* You know how to do this
better, don’t you?

A: *sets the kit down by Max’ head and opens
it before moving so the adults could get to it easier.*

*max convulses on the ground* *his lungs are starting to shut down* l-let…die…please…

A: Daddy, turn his head so water can drain. He
needs air too!

C: *nods and turns Max’s head to the side *
David, c an you give him some air? I’ve got his chest.

((you’re playing David >w>

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

*max’s eyes flutter* *he coughs enough that he can make the words* didn’t…fall…tell…them…I..dare…you…

David: what? What’s going on!

C: That’s not important right now! God dammit,
Max! *pushes much harder on his tiny chest – could have broken a rib but he’s
trying to get the water out*

A: *running back with an old plastic first-aid
kit*

*max’s body spasms* n-no. Let…*cough* me…die…

C: *looks at David* You know how to do this
better, don’t you?

A: *sets the kit down by Max’ head and opens
it before moving so the adults could get to it easier.*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

*max’s eyes flutter* *he coughs enough that he can make the words* didn’t…fall…tell…them…I..dare…you…

David: what? What’s going on!

C: That’s not important right now! God dammit,
Max! *pushes much harder on his tiny chest – could have broken a rib but he’s
trying to get the water out*

A: *running back with an old plastic first-aid
kit*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.

*just fucking takes off*

Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*

*jumps into the lake* *sinks*

What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max*

*max is at the bottom of the lake* *he opens his mouth and breathes in the water*

//don’t worry I won’t kill him//

*carlos can’t really see. He has to surface to
rub his eyes but then goes down again, forcing them open. Sees a mass of blue
and black and dives down towards it. Grabs the blue hoodie and starts to drag
it up*

*max coughs, sputtering* *his lungs are full of water*

//get David//

*kids start approaching the docks, confused
and concerned. Angie is there too. There are gasps and some of them run off to
find David.*

*carlos breaks the surface and pulls Max up,
holding him with one arm while he swims to shore.*

A: Papa!

*max is soaked and shivering unable to get the water out of his lungs*

*Carlos crawls onto the shore, still clutching
Max. He drops him onto the grass and pushes onto his chest* C’mon, Max! C’mon,
spit it out! Cough, please! *looks up* Angie – get a counselor! Someone who
knows first aid!

A: Okay! *turns but stops when she sees Dolph
dragging David over by his hand* Oh! David! Come quick!

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Carlos nodded and smiled. “Ah, I see,” he
said. “What is it you’re reading about? Is… is it okay if I ask?”

Gently, Carlos told himself. Daisy seemed
pretty uncomfortable with talking, but Carlos hoped she would warm up to it. If
not… well, he’d go ahead and let the conversation taper off.

Would Carlos think him weird? Maybe not. Lots of people had odd interests didn’t they? For some people it was comic books or old music or crime stories. Was telekinesis that odd?

“Yeah, it’s… it’s about telekinesis.” He smiled weakly. “And other powers of the mind.”

Carlos was a bit surprised at that. It seemed
like a really random subject to be interested in, he thought. But a fascinating
one, none-the-less.

He smiled at Daisy, hoping to encourage her
further. “Really? How is it? Do you find it interesting?”

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Angela perked up, hearing Nikki yelling. She
looked over at her father worriedly. “Daddy…?”

Carlos groaned. He set the nozzle down and
reached into his pocket to grab his phone. He handed it to Angela. “Find
another adult. If you can’t, call 911, mijita.”

Angela nodded, shaking but determined. “O-okay,
daddy!” she said and she turned around to hurry away.

She went to the flagpole first and was
relieved to see Nikki and David.

“David! My daddy’s here taking care of the
fire, but he said we need to call the police!”

David was taking deep breaths, trying to shake this feeling when Angela approached. Her words felt distant but her father was there? And they needed to call the police?

Cameron was going to be so mad at him. The police were going to be mad too. They were tired of coming here, they were going to be really, really mad. He felt sick.

“David!” Nikki snapped again.

He was shaking as he tried to sit up, fumbling with the phone. He managed to slide it to unlock but he was struggling to dial the numbers. He stuttered out where they were to the operator and that there was a fire. Any further questions he was asked didn’t seem to process but the fire department was on the way.

The counselor was far from excited to explain this one.

Angela smiled shakily at David. He didn’t look
okay at all, but she was glad he called the police like her daddy told her he
should.

“That’s very helpful, David – good job!” she
told him. She clutched onto her dad’s phone tightly with one hand and reached
out to gently pat David’s shoulder. “What now, David? What do we do now?”

Where Carlos was, the scientist could still
hear the sparkler going off inside the tree. Who the hell thought fireworks was
a good idea in a forest?? He looked over his shoulder at the remaining children
– a tiny one with a fishbowl over his head was crying, and a small black-haired
boy was clinging to the legs of a girl with a purple streak in her hair.

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The bang and screaming had Carlos running
toward the smoke faster. Quickly he emerged from the forest and saw cabins, a
flagpole, and a bunch of running and screaming children. “Everyone, away from
the fire!” he exclaimed, and he broke the lock on the extinguisher before
running to the tree. He started to blast the fireworks inside with cold CO2
foam.

Anglea was surprised when she realized she
recognized the labcoat and the black hair not unlike her own. “Daddy!” she
cried, running up to him.

“Angela??” Carlos said, shocked. “Angela, stay
back! Does anyone have a phone!?”

“David does!” Angela said. “Where’s David?”
She looked around at the other campers. “Is he tied to the flagpole again?”

Carlos looked at his daughter incredulously. “What??”

Panic had set in, though David couldn’t place exactly why he was feeling so terrified. Why all this felt so familiar. He was feeling utterly, hopelessly constricted when Nikki seemed to decide the situation was out of hand and that David needed help.

Things were out on control and so much more different than usual. Even with the new adult helping, she knew she needed to get David out.

She was quick to work at the knots they had tied, struggling with how tight they were with trembling fingers. The adrenaline rush wasn’t as fun as she would have hoped. Finally though, he was freed.

David fell to his knees, gasping for breath while Nikki seemed to be trying to pull him up.

“David, come on! David!” She was trying to get him to move but something seemed really wrong. She looked around, really starting to worry. Was there such a thing as too much chaos? “Somebody!?”

Angela perked up, hearing Nikki yelling. She
looked over at her father worriedly. “Daddy…?”

Carlos groaned. He set the nozzle down and
reached into his pocket to grab his phone. He handed it to Angela. “Find
another adult. If you can’t, call 911, mijita.”

Angela nodded, shaking but determined. “O-okay,
daddy!” she said and she turned around to hurry away.

She went to the flagpole first and was
relieved to see Nikki and David.

“David! My daddy’s here taking care of the
fire, but he said we need to call the police!”

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Angie heard yelling and looked around. Where
was David? Was that his voice?

Ered was lighting a spark fountain and Nerf
had found a big, red, funny-looking Firework with no label. They lit them and
ran away to watch with the other kids.

Suddenly though, the red firework let off with
a loud BANG! that had Angie’s ears ringing. Most of the kids fell over from the
force of the bang, or from shock, and when Angie was back on her feet she saw
that one of the trees had fallen over onto the fireworks. The spark fountain
was going off within the branches, and a couple of the kids screamed.

“It’s going to catch fire!” Neil shrieked.

“Oh no! Where’s David?” Angela asked. “We need an adult!”

He couldn’t see what was going on but that horrible bang scared the hell out of him. David’s heart was pounding, his ears aching. Where was the quartermaster? Where was anyone that could help? He silently hoped that Cameron would come in and save the day again.

“Kids!” David called as loud as he could, struggling against the ropes and feeling the uncomfortable burn start to form on his skin from it. “Someone, untie me, please!”

There was the fear for the kid’s safety but something about what he said and the fact he was bound set off a wave of panic he couldn’t place. The situation hit him with inexplicable deja vu. He felt like he couldn’t breathe, tears stinging at his eyes.

“Help me!”

The bang and screaming had Carlos running
toward the smoke faster. Quickly he emerged from the forest and saw cabins, a
flagpole, and a bunch of running and screaming children. “Everyone, away from
the fire!” he exclaimed, and he broke the lock on the extinguisher before
running to the tree. He started to blast the fireworks inside with cold CO2
foam.

Anglea was surprised when she realized she
recognized the labcoat and the black hair not unlike her own. “Daddy!” she
cried, running up to him.

“Angela??” Carlos said, shocked. “Angela, stay
back! Does anyone have a phone!?”

“David does!” Angela said. “Where’s David?”
She looked around at the other campers. “Is he tied to the flagpole again?”

Carlos looked at his daughter incredulously. “What??”