I hopped on the top bunk as the little twerp Hector put his stuff down. At least we got a whole room to ourselves and didn't have to sleep with 8 other boys in the same room.
The bed suddenly creaked and a brown haired head popped up into view. Hector pushed his glasses up his nose. "Hi, I'm Hector, I'm 13. Looks like we are roomies!" He said as he seemed to scan my body.
"Look kid, I don't really want to even be here, so if you could just leave me alone I think we will get along great." I said turning away a bit.
"Whatever you say boss, but I definitely think you will make a good pet project for me this year.
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The rest of the afternoon went on like a normal day at camp and I was soon fast asleep as night fell, Poindexter typing away at his laptop.
Little did I know he had taken one of my blond hairs from my pillow earlier in the day and was computing away at a formula for his 'Pet Project'.
As my 15 year old body slept, I was completely unaware as Hector injected himself with one liquid, then came up and injected me with another. I barely felt a thing and just flipped over in my sleep.
If I only knew what he had just done!