How can you hope to have a relationship with someone who avoids things? You can't solve problems by pretending they aren't there and the camp was a real problem with Steve. He was obsessed with making it a success. If he devoted as much energy to his relationship, maybe she wouldn't be thinking of going back to California. Part of her wanted to leave and just be by herself for a while. To think things out. And part of her kept hoping he'd give her more of a reason to stay. As she shut the drawer, she felt something smooth brush by her foot. She jerked it back and looked down to see a large, black snake slithering underneath the dresser. She jumped back and screamed.

"Bill!"

Bill was just outside the cabin, clearing out some brush with a machete when he heard Alice scream.

He took off toward her cabin at a run.

"Bill! Come here! Quick! Hurry!"

He came running through the door, holding the machete.

"What is it?"

"There's a snake over there!" she shrieked, backing against the door.

"Where?"

She pointed at the dresser.

"What do I do?" he said.

"Kill it!"

He glanced uneasily toward the dresser, but he couldn't see the snake.

"It might bite," he said uneasily, holding the machete out before him.

"Haven't you ever been in the woods?" said Alice.

"We're not in the woods!"

Jack burst in, startled by the screams. He was carrying a shovel. Marcie was right on his heels. Jack stopped when he saw Bill, poised with the machete.

"Jesus, Bill what are you doing?"

Ned and Brenda rushed in, breathless.

"What is it?" Ned asked.

"There's a snake in here," warned Bill, Crouching and looking all around, as if expecting it to come charging at him. He knew snakes could move very quickly.

"Why are we in here?" Marcie said.

Alice screamed and pointed as she spotted the snake slithering under the bed.

"There it is!"

"Woah!" shouted Ned, seeing the size of it.

"Feet, don't fail me now!"

"I can't sleep with a snake in here!" said Alice.

Bill jumped on the bed, holding the machete up high but he lost sight of the snake.

"Nobody told us anything about snakes!" said Brenda, fearfully.

"Kill it!" Alice said, holding on to Ned's arm.

"You heard the lady," Ned said.

"I can't get it until it comes out," said Bill, looking cautiously beneath the bed.

"Well… call him!" Alice said.

Bill gave her a wry look. "How do you call a snake?"

Jack held up the shovel and worked his way around the bed.

"I'll flush it out!"