Scout allowed herself a small grin, and slowly got out of her sleeping bag. She looked around. Her victim was asleep. Good so far. She reached into her backpack, and pulled a tiny dagger out of her backpack. Time for action. She slunk forward, and then took a breath to steady herself.
Her ugly deed was done in a few seconds. She retreated back to her sleeping bag, hiding all the evidence. Tonight would seem long.
Another was dead. And it was all Scout's fault. She held back a sigh, and went to sleep, trying not to think about the fact that stared her in the face.
She had just murdered Harriette.

The flames shoot up a little. "Hmm." he scribbles stuff down.

(NOOOOO...I volunteer Orkha or Connor, you have permsiion now!)

(*Evil laughter* You have no idea what you signed yourself up for. >;) )

(AGH WHY AHHHH)
Dash snapped awake. Something was off. The gleam of Eira's mismatched eyes in the dark told him she had noticed too. Everything was quiet, peaceful, undisturbed, Nic was writing stuff down, insects were buzzing, an owl hooted in the distance, an eerie sound, but that was normal. Then why did he feel a sense of dread? Well, there was no going back to sleep now. He quietly stood up and picked up Eira, ready to flee at any moment. But surely there was nothing to worry about?
(Please don't kill him Scout)

I have reached my daily quota for slightly less terrible writing.

(Scout, the character, is done for the night. Beg her again, later. Also, just for your info, Scout kills usually by slitting her victims throats so its a tiny bit less...crazy.)

And Scout somehow managed to fall asleep soon.

James woke up, his chest hurting too much to take a full breath. He had just dreamed...no, it was too horrid. Surely, Harriette was safe in her tent. After all, Scout had given her promise to protect them...No, he wouldn't lay out his chances on a mere promise from someone he didn't know. He got up, and tried to wring the cold sweat out of his shirt. He went into the night.
"Harriette? Harriette?" He said, voice breaking somewhat. His heart felt like it was breaking, but James tried to tell himself it was just a dream. "OK. James, calm down. It was just a dream." He told himself, voice shaking.

(I DON"T CARE JUST WANNA MESS WITH OWEN"S BRAIN)

"dUDE, YOU NEARLY WAKED INTO THE FIRE!" nICO GROANS.

(Wouldn't that still be rather bloody?)
Morning found Dash still pacing restlessly. He had put down Eira after he had gotten tired of holding her, but was still too uneasy and full of adrenaline to stand still. If something had happened, he would find out soon enough.