Snippet #1847

"Alright!" Benny said. "Time to cast your votes on who will be the first to stay the night in the tomb." He pulled out a cardboard box and his pocket knife. "While I'm cutting, you write down your vote. But we need volunteers for the election." Several show-offy boys, including the one that came up with the dare, raised their hands. "So," Benny said, "the candidates are you, you, you, you, and... Camille?" Camille, who was the scardey-cat of the bunch, had raised her hand, surprising the whole group. She blushed. "Yes," Camille said,"I want this over with." Benny looked weirded out, but he agreed. " Done!" he announced. One by one, everyone cast their ballots. After counting them, Benny looked a little worried and announced the winner, or loser, depending on their point of veiw. "Camille, looks like your going first," he said. Camille looked relieved and freaked out at the same time. "Let's go," she said meekly.