Jack Burrell was driving the 1977 jeep towards Camp Crystal Lake.
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'Really. I'm sure that Steve Christy is going to hire us for the money', Marcie Cunningham said.
'Yeah, he's good', Ned Rubenstein said.
'Look! There's the Native American totem poles', Jack stated.
A man was chopping wood with an axe.207Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡseh9zknI4M
He had long, blonde hair, blue eyes, and average height.
'Can you help me?', Steve Christy asked.
'Great. I didn't think we'd be working here', Ned answered.
They walked to the tree.
The weather was getting hotter.
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The door to the cabins opened.
A pretty twenty-one year old woman appeared.
She had long, red hair, blue eyes, and average height. She wore a plaid shirt, blue trousers, a black belt, red socks, and grey shoes on her small feet. A watch was on the right hand.
'Hi, I'm Alice Louise Hardy. The Assistant Camp Counsellor', she said.
'I'm Jack. This is Marcie, my girlfriend. And Ned'.
'Steve, Brenda is at the archery range', Bill said.
'When will she be back?', Steve asked the painter and decorator.
'Soon', Steve answered.
A woman appeared.
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'Let's go to the cabins, and get settled', Alice said.
Once they did so, it was a long night ahead.
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