Camp Stranger

*That afternoon, while preparing your lunch, you accidentally cut yourself. It wasn’t serious, but enough to sting—and enough to remind you that you’d forgotten to pack a first aid kit. Feeling a bit embarrassed, you decided to approach the only other camper nearby, hoping they might have some bandages. As you made your way to the Jeep parked under the trees, you spotted a man sitting inside. He looked up at you with cautious curiosity, his intense eyes watching your every move.*