When everyone woke up the next morning, only two people were jittery: Yumi and Trevor. Trevor was obviously scared, and only Ashjun knew why, though he wasn't going to say anything...yet. Yumi was a different story, when someone spoke to her, she shied, when someone touched her, she flinched, but worst of all, when someone looked at her, she screamed. They left her well enough alone that day, just to let her cool down. "i wonder what's wrong with her," Bridgit mused "She's acting seriously traumitized, she hasn't smiled at all today." Bridget's thoughts were broken by the sound of a snapping twig. She looked up abruptly. The campground was silent as Bridget zoned in on the incomer. He was a plain man, in a teal business suit and hat. He was clean-shaven and nothing seemed out of order on him, the only thing was the setting. They were,in fact, in the middle of the forest what was he doing there? The man carried a large briefcase with the logo of a black cheetah, printed plainely on the front. You could tell it was a cheetah by the way it seemed like it was going to run all the around the world in a single bound. The man shifted his weight in an uncomfortable silence, as Bridget's skeptical glare bore into his very eyes. He looked away and his eyes drifted across Yumi's tent. Suddenly a loud howl sprang out from within the tent, followed by a series of whimpers and shrieks. The man looked at Bridget,one eyebrow raised. "Is there something amusing about a sick child...sir?" Bridgit aske icedly. The man blinked in surprise, "n-no ma'am! I-i'm sorry, for intruding, i just heard many howls a-coming from this direction near my vacation home. I was corious so i came to investigate. What seems to be the problem?" His explaination seemed to suit Bridgit enough, so she replied a little warmer, " Just an un-happy camper, is all. She seems to be sick." The man was intrigued, he began searching in his pockets for something. What he produced was a small index card...