Book Five, Chapter 120: The Scholar
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I arrived to a Camp Dyer in chaos.
I could hear screaming in the woods, and I set myself on filming it. Of course, not getting caught was important too—I did technically have the lowest plot armor. If Camden was really here, that would mean we were tied. In a way, I liked that because it meant I could protect him.
I just had to find him first.
That wasn’t the hardest thing ever.
I could see his handiwork everywhere.
Canonically, they had been here for a day or so. Maybe a bit more, but as I surveyed the traps sprung around the camp, I realized that this could not have all been done in that time. He and Anna must have worked Off-Screen.
One Generation Killer hung by the ankle from a rope. Another one was trying to help him down.
In the distance, about half a football field away, I saw a Generation Killer crawling out of a hole and cursing someone in the distance. As I ran toward him, I saw that the hole had been dug into the sand at the volleyball pit next to the forest, right across from Dyer’s Lodge.