We all chose spots in the cave to put our sleeping bags in. Every 30 seconds we heard thunder. It was going to be a stormy night. Everyone was doing their separate things. Kelly was reading. Avery was rumaging through her backpack. Hannah was drawing.

I started to feel hungry when I realized that we left the food at the camp. "Guys" I said. "I'm going back out to get the food." "Be careful Ryan" Jonah said. I opened my umbrella, and stepped outside. It was super loud and dark. I stuck my hand out from under the umbrella and the rain stung my hand. About 30 seconds after I started walking, I came upon a bear trap, and decided to be very careful. 

When I found the campsite, I grabbed the food basket, and started running back to the cave. I heard a "SNAP" and fell down as pain shot up my leg. I looked down. A bear trap was impaled in my leg. Then I suddenly remembered that I had my medkit in my pocket. I took it out and put it on the ground, then pryed the bear trap off. There was blood everywhere. I wrapped a bandage around it, and got back up. The pain was really bad. When I stumbled back into the cave, Hannah screamed "WHERE WERE YOU? WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" I stumbled onto my sleeping bag, when Kelly caught a glance of my bandage. "I think he stepped in a bear trap." She said, glancing outside to see if a bear followed me in. "At least I got the food" I said with a tiny smile. When I started to feel better, I sat up and we all ate sandwiches. When we were done, we all went to sleep.

 I don't know how long it was, but I woke up to screaming. I opened my eyes, and saw that everyone was crowded around Callan. He was on the ground, and he looked passed out. "What's happening?" I asked Jonah. "It looks like Callan is... dead." He replied. "We can't feel his pulse and he's not breathing."