Hide and run like hell. Those five words rang in my head as I tossed and turned, I had a feeling creeping up my spine, so I grabbed my .22 and walked outside for some air. And that's when my biggest fear came true... The hoard was coming and it was coming fast. I ran inside and slammed my hand on the fire alarm, pulling the lever which caused the water sprayers to turn on and a deafening ringing to persist. The whole camp knew what this alarm meant, so I heard people screaming wake up and running out of the building with .22's and shotguns, we were all prepared for life or death...