Don't Panic!

"Look, let's not panic here," you tell everybody, trying to think on your feet. "If a demon did take the silver weapons and the crucifix, they couldn't have taken them far. The sword and gun had a handle they could hold, I suppose, but I don't imagine that a demon could have carried the crucifix for very long."

Warren waves over to the lake. "Seems likely they threw them in there. The water looks pretty clear, maybe if we search around the shore...?"

You shake your head. "These things are pretty strong, I imagine if they threw our stuff into the lake they could have thrown them a pretty decent distance."

Concerned, but trying to remain strong, Derek places a reassuring arm around Amanda and speaks up. "Look, like Amanda said, we don't even know if it was one of us that did this. There's nothing we can do about it now; we should stick with the original plan, but be more careful about it."

Derek's right; there's nothing you can do about it right now. The nine of you decide to pick out beds for yourselves before the sun goes down (being sure to stay in groups for safety).

Derek and Amanda get a room together in one of the sleeping cabins nearest the cluster of main buildings; Megan follows her sister and takes a room in the same cabin, while her friend Kristen follows her and also gets a room there.

You, meanwhile, take a room in one of the cabins next to theirs. Thankfully, the former communal bunk barrack-style cabins have been renovated into more hotel-like individual sleeping rooms as part of the Summer camp's conversion into a resort spa, allowing you to get a room to yourself and some privacy. Mick and Maya both take rooms in the same cabin as you, while Jake and Warren end up in another adjacent cabin.

After picking out your rooms, the nine of you meet up in the mess hall for dinner. Derek and Amanda mix together some salted pork, canned beans, and canned tomatoes in a pot and cook it over the stove; Mick, having found a bottle of bourbon in the pantry, adds some into the brew as a much-appreciated "secret ingredient". You all help yourselves to a bowl before returning to your cabins and turning in for an early night, all of you quite tired from your ordeal.