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Step this way sir be careful not to trip . People turned to warn him when he bumped them, but humbly apologized for being such a clumsy fool.
    He didn’t mess with the tent zipper, ripping the nylon as if it was paper. There was a crazed expression in his blue eyes. Along with his blood soaked blonde hair, he looked the part of the mad scientist. Stepping out, he left a bloody handprint wherever he touched.
    Covered in blood, from the top of his head, to the tips of his shoes. It dripped down the outside of the tent like fresh paint, crawling down a wall. It dribbled from his hands and lips. He chewed on something raw and stringy, hanging out of his mouth, sucking it in noisily. Turning in their direction, there was a tilt of his head as if he didn’t even recognize them. When the flashlight hit his eyes, he squinted but didn’t look away.
    They both instantly took another giant step backward.
    Whispering in his ear, Candice poked Zach in the side. “What the hell’s wrong with him?”
    They both stopped walking forward and slowly moved backward until they stood beside their truck: a safe distance from him.
    “I have no idea.” He cleared his throat. “Hey, buddy. What’s going on? You okay?” Todd didn’t answer just walked towards them after watching them for a few minutes. When he didn’t answer, Zach slowly continued walking them away from him, backward. “Why was Janet screaming? Where the hell is she?”
    Holding onto Zach’s side, she turned, glancing behind them, making sure she wasn’t going to trip and fall. “What the hell happened to him?”
    “Got me. He’s your friend’s boyfriend. Maybe he got some bad ‘ shrooms ? I dunno.”
    She looked worried. “If he looks like that,” she winced. “We need to make sure Janet’s okay. I don’t like how she’s not answering.”
    “Yes, but how are we going to check on her when we’ve got Todd the psycho out here, chasing us around the truck?”
    “I didn’t think that far in the planning yet.”
    “Uh-huh. Well, there isn’t much we can do right now.”
    Watching them, Todd steadily drew closer. He continued to tilt his head to the side, in confusion, as they spoke to him. He wasn’t in a hurry, just followed them at an even pace.
    She felt around in her pockets. “What did you do with the keys?”
    “You drove.”
    “Damn. I thought we could use the truck, run him over, and then get Janet.”
    He arched a brow, rounding the front of the truck, still walking backward. “ Run him over? Aren’t you the violent one?”
    “What else can we do? He came out of that tent as if it was nothing. Now, I know they’re not built of steel, but it’s a lot stronger than that!”
    “True.”
    She looked around, careful not to fall. “We can’t wait till he comes to his senses.”
    “Just saying. If they’re not in your jeans, then they’re in the tent somewhere.”
    “Okay, so we need to think of a plan.”
    “ Go camping , she said. We will have fun , she said. Remind me to thank you for this excellent idea. I’m having a totally great time. I can’t speak for the other two though.”
    “Save the blame game for later. Help me figure this out!”
    He sighed. “Sorry, but what the hell are we going to do? You would think eventually he is going to figure out how to get us.”
    “What about the ax? I think he had it over by the woodpile. You keep him busy. I’ll go find it.”
    “ Who are you?” Shaking his head, he motioned towards Todd. “I’m all for plans that don’t get one or both of us killed. He had it last so it could be anywhere; under the leaves, slammed into one of the trees. There’s no telling where he put it or left it.”
    “You know, you only have to keep him busy for a few minutes. That’s all I need to rush over and check on her.”
    “And how do you propose I do that? You want me to dance a jig and hope he’s up for a show. I think he’s got just one thing on his mind right now and that’s tearing us