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Writer's POV:

The youngsters gathered around their camp fire with marshmallows, mini hotdogs and chips.

"So, who starts?" Matt mused.

"Scary stories?" Saïda asked.

"Heck no. What are we? Kids?" Matt laughed.

"Freaky stories, Darling." Brittany mused.

"Right. The dirtiest and freakiest ones we've experienced individually and are ready to share with everyone." Allison added with a laugh.

Saïda was a little surprised but didn't say anything. She then realised Asahd was staring at her, amusement lingering in his eyes. He was seated opposite her, on the other side of the fire so they could actually keep an eye on each other. She knew he wanted to laugh at...