The campsite was exactly the same, except the park rangers were gone. As I walked towards the tent, I saw a trail a bloody bear trap, with a trail of blood going to the door of the tent. I cautiously peeked inside.

A splotch of blood was on the wall, and it said "IM STILL ALIVE >:)", in big serial killer letters. It was then that I saw it. A figure came towards me and put me in a burlap sack. I screamed. I could hear the footsteps of my friends coming to the tent, and one of them saying, "who's missing?" Their voices faded away as I got farther away.  

When we stopped, I heard him hammer the sack to a tree and left me there. I started screaming again, and heard footsteps approaching. Bile rose in my throat. I could see a shadow fall across the bag. Wake up! Wake up!  I thought, thinking that this was all just a dream. "Ryan?" A voice said. It was Jonah. "Stay here I'll help you get out." He said, sounding confident. I waited for about what seemed an hour when he finally got the nail out of the tree, and I crashed to the ground.