Synopsis

A disquiet settled over the camp, a subtle unease that tightened with each passing day. It began as whispers, a noticing of misplaced trinkets or a forgotten tool. Then, a pattern emerged – a quiet pilfering, a steady accumulation of small things taken from everyone. The source of this disruption remained elusive, a shadow flitting at the edges of perception. Until, finally, it became clear: Gary had been taking. He had been secretly collecting, piece by piece, from the heart of the camp itself.