It was late at night in the boy's cabin and Harold was the only one not asleep, which was unusual, he was usually the first one to crash.

It was about midnight and he sat up in his bed and looked around. Only snoring filled the air.

He realized that the reason he wasn't sleeping was because he felt guilty. He felt this way for 2 reasons.

Courtney was falling for Duncan's trap.

He wanted to get up and go tell her that moment, but didn't.

He decided just to go and take a walk.

--

Harold was walking along; the only sound was crickets. He sighed happily.

It's never been this quietly around here. He thought.

The bushes behind him rattled. He quickly went into 'Ninja Mode' and hopped up on one leg

"What the-AHH!" some one grabbed his arms from behind him.

"HAROLD SHUT UP!" A voice whispered in his ear.

"What? I thought that stupid fear challenge was over! Well Ninja, your doom awaits!" and with that he flipped the person over with one swift movement, only it wasn't a ninja.

It was Brigette.

"BRIGETTE?! Oh, this is so not superior to my skills." Harold said, looking displeased.

"Harold! Ugh!" Brigette said, getting up and rubbing her back glaring at him. She took the backpack from behind her and opened it up.

"Its not nice to sneak up from behind someone, grab there arms, and make them think you're a ninja you know! And-hey what are you-MPH!" Tape covered Harold's mouth and Brigette tied his arms with twine in the back.

"MPH! GPFF!" Harold tried to scream as Brigette tugged him along the dirt.

"Sorry about this Harold, but we need you for tonight." Brigette said as the headed towards the peer.

--

Harold tried to yell but he had strong tape over his mouth. Brigette tugged him along the dirt some more and, accidentally made Harold's head bang into a rock.

"Oops." Brigette said, realizing what she did.

Harold passed out.