Once he got the generator working again, he was going to make a cabin by cabin search, including the boathouse by the dock. When he found them, he had a good mind to toss them all into the lake. God damn juvenile nonsense.

He opened the door to the utility cabin and hung the lamp on a hook just above the generator. He took off his slicker and dropped it on the floor, then unscrewed the gas cap on the generator's fuel tank, picked up the yardstick and stuck It in the tank. He pulled it out and held it close to the lamp.

"Full of gas," he muttered to himself. They had probably just turned it off.

He bent down to check the switch.

I'm going to kill them, he thought, somebody's going to die.

***

Alice woke with a scream.

"Bill!"

She sat up on the couch, breathing hard, not knowing what had awakened her. She didn't remember dropping off to sleep.

"Bill?"

The thought of being left alone unsettled her. First, Neddie disappears. Then Jack and Marcie. Then Brenda. And Now, Bill.

"The generator."

She sighed as she remembered that he had gone to check it but he should have been back by now and the lights were still out. Maybe there was something wrong. A loose wire or something and he was working on it.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly then picked up the other lantern and went into the kitchen to put on a pot of tea.

What the hell was going on? Where was everybody? Steve still wasn't back. Maybe he had decided to stay in town until that storm blew over. Maybe he got stuck on the road. But where were Jack and Marcie and Neddie and Brenda?

Well, maybe they'd all paired off as she'd thought and were in some of the other cabins, having their own parties. But they had checked the cabins at least the onces where the counselors were staying and there was no sign of them. She didn't feel like checking the other cabins in the dark by herself.

Besides, Bill had probably already done that. Maybe he'd even found them and given them all a piece of his mind. He was convinced that this was all a joke. But she didn't find it very funny. They'd probably all be coming in any time now, laughing about how they'd scared her half to death.

What time was it anyway?

It had to be the middle of the night. She wished Bill would hurry back. She wished Steve would get back from town. She wished somebody, anybody would come. Being alone was giving her the creeps.

She put on her slicker and picked up the lantern then went outside, taking the path down to the utility cabin. It was pitch dark outside. She could barely see a thing. She held the lantern high, picking her way careful y along the path.

"Bill?......Bill?"