The Night of the Three Strangers at Kowachah

Isabelle had to admit she hadn't been thirsty during the day, or at night for that matter. For the last two nights, she'd gone to Kowachah and back to camp with ease,. never once being discovered by anyone from the camp or from one of the new neighborhoods. Suddenly she felt trapped. If it was a game she had been playing with them, it wasn't a game of her own making. But already the light on the three faces was beginning to fade, and then Isabelle was making her way back to camp, only to return to Kowacha the next night just as fast.