C29 CHAPTER

“What? Camp Blood?” one of the customers suddenly asked.

“Is it opening again?” someone else joined the conversation.

“Umm, no,” Arman stammered. “We are just travelling and decided to go camping there.”

“I see,” the cashier finally spoke. “Well, it’s still twenty miles away. If you have a car, then just drive straight the main road. At the cemetery, there are crossroads