Jonathan smiled as he stepped back, fixing his pants as he did.<em> Well that was fun!</em>he thought to himself. But he had to move fast now. Moving quickly he walked out of the shower not even bothering to turn off the water. He walked to the wall at the end of the shower hall, unlocking and opening the door to the janitor's closet set into the wall. He'd done away with the normal janitor before the camp had even opened. The old guy only worked for the camp during the off season, with the counselors doing all the clean up while the camp was active, so he wasn't missed. He pulled out two very important items. The first was a dry counselor's uniform. The second was a large plastic trash can. It was the kind that rolled for easy moment of the trash. Rolling the can over to the girl's stall he grabbed the body and dumped it unceremoniously into the trash can. He then stripped down and tossed his wet clothes into the trash can and closed the lid. It took him less than a minute to get dressed in his new uniform and secure his hand gun back in the holster he hadn't thrown away with the rest of the uniform. Strapping the disguised holster back onto his waistband he closed and locked the janitor's closet and grabbed the trash can. Tipping it back so that he could roll it along with him he exited the showers and moved the 'being cleaned' sign away. Whistling softly to himself as he walked.