A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop.

First, they had heard Leon cursing, which was soon followed by a scream. There was some more time before countless screams had followed. They had seemed to bounce off of the walls and come up the way Leon had jumped down. Now, there was complete silence. Gretchen crossed her arms, leaning against the nearby wall. A frown was on her lips, and she tapped her flashlight, which she had turned onto the dimmest setting once Leon had gone down, against her left arm lightly. "Maybe, we should move."

Terry finally looked up from her seat as she dangled her legs over the drop-off point. "Why?" She rested her chin on the palms of her hands. "He might still be alive."

"I doubt it. Leon never screams like that. He lost. We should move and try to surprise the creature again." Gretchen pushed herself off of the wall. "There's no use waiting around here and letting him control the situation more."

"But ..."

"Terry, we only have flashlights now. If Leon's dead, our stuff is gone." She sighed and ran her fingers through her short red curls. "We need to ambush it somehow, or we'll never catch it." Terry hesitated on agreeing. "Terry, I know it said that it wants to play with you, but you can play with it once we capture it. Before that, you might end up like Leon." Gretchen continued to tap the flashlight against her arm. "You heard what the creature told him before they started the test. It'll have a lovely surprise for him. I'm sure that meant death." The older girl shrugged. "Maybe, it didn't mean that, but I still think that we should go explore this place more and find a weakness for the creature."

"What if Leon isn't dead, though? What if he just was fooling the creature? Then, we leave him down there with our supplies. We'll leave behind the dolls I got for the creature!" A pout coated her lips, and she stared back down the drop-off. "We need to wait."

Rubbing her temples, Gretchen rolled her eyes. "Fine, you wait. I'll go see if I can use something against the thing in the meantime." The older girl turned her back to her friend and began to walk off.

"Wait, Gretchen!" she called out, about to get to her feet. "You can't do that!" Gretchen chuckled and glanced over her right shoulder before she signaled for her friend to follow her. The older girl stared back to the front of her and began to walk off again. Pouting more, Terry managed to stand back up, and she faced Gretchen completely. Before she could switch on her flashlight, however, she paused. She could've sworn that she just heard her name being whispered.

Gradually, she turned around and flipped on her flashlight to the lowest level. She shone it down the drop-off, and her heart skipped a massive beat. The creature was standing there. Its hands were in its pockets, and a smirk was on its lips. Both of its eyes were squinted slightly against the light. Terry moved it away from the creature slightly, but she would shine it on full if it tried to attack her. Hopefully, it wouldn't; hopefully, it would come to her willingly.

"Hello, Terry," it greeted, giggling a bit. Her purple optics widened, and she almost squealed. She went to tell Gretchen, but she was already out of sight. About to call out for her, she heard, "Shh. Don't tell her that I'm here." Facing it again, she stared down, and her heart about beat out of her chest from the smirk it was giving her. It really was of a princely quality.

"Sorry," she whispered back. Carefully, she lowered herself to her knees and peered down to it. The flashlight barely illuminated it now. "I got a pair of dolls for us." Her frown returned. "But, Leon lost them during your test with him."

Tilting its head to the left, it giggled and shook its head. Its nearly white locks shifted in an ideal manner before they fell back down and framed its face perfectly. Terry couldn't help but release a dreamy sigh. "You're not sad that he's dead?" it questioned as it quirked an eyebrow. She shook her head. "Oh, how come?"

"He was a friend, but that's all."

"A friend's death doesn't sadden you?" it inquired as a giggle parted from it. She shook her head. Its nails shifted a bit in the one hoodie pocket. It just couldn't wait until it played its game with her. "What does matter to you, then?"

"You," she replied without any hesitation.

The creature released a drawn-out sigh at that response. If only its little helper could give it that answer. Then, its heart would soar into bliss. Its eyes drifted to the side a bit before they looked back up. Some part of it wished that (f/n) suddenly would appear up there, but the delusional girl remained. "Really?" Several giggles left it. "And, these dolls," it grinned up at her, "what did they look like?"

"A prince and princess." She grinned back. "I even had our initials put on them." Terry released a girlish giggle, and her light purple short curls bounced around her head with the movement. "But, yours was a C since I don't know your name."

"I don't have one." It shrugged. "That doesn't stop the supply of nicknames for me, though."

"Oh! I'll name you, then!" The creature didn't respond. Rather, it bit its lower lips and tried to contain a cruel chuckle. How dare she say that! No offer for her to do so had been extended to her. That right was reserved for its pink flower, not some crazed, insulting brat. It took a deep breath in before it exhaled so that it wouldn't blow its cover. Gretchen was its next victim, not her. She would come later.

Jumping up and landing next to her, it watched her fall back onto her bottom. It smirked and picked up her flashlight before she could retrieve it. The creature shone the light down on her, and she stared up to it with a gaze that was utterly clueless of the fate that awaited her. Her optics sparkled with a nauseating degree of naïve desire. "If you win our game, I'll let you name me and do whatever you want with me." Somehow, her eyes glittered more.

"Really?!" she asked with excitement, leaning forward on her hands and staring up to it. If she had a tail, it would be wagging. "I can even lock you in a cage and have you all to myself!" It struggled not to rip her face off, and it nodded before it faced away from her.

"Wait here." It lifted up the flashlight. "I'll be taking this."

"But, I won't run off."

"Sorry, but I don't believe that." It averted its very pale blue orbs back to her. "You want me, and you might try to get me before our game. I can't have that." The creature directed its attention away from her again. "And, I wouldn't try to wander around in the darkness." Several sadistic giggles parted from it, and Terry felt butterflies in her stomach at the sound. "It hasn't ended well for the other two."

Furrowing her brows slightly, she asked, "Then, little Ol ..."

"He's in timeout," the creature remarked, giggling at Oliver's actual condition. "Don't follow me either, though." It began to walk off. "Otherwise, I won't play a game with you, and you'll lose your chance to get me."

"And if Gretchen gets you?" she called out as it headed further into the cave system and switched off the flashlight.

"Then, she does. You can still name me and lock me up if that's what you want." The creature shrugged. "Just don't lose yourself in fantasy while I'm gone, though, or you might just miss our game." Another series of giggles parted from it even if it wished to start its plan for her now. But, it needed to dispose of Gretchen first, or she might interfere and ruin what he had planned.

Once he turned a corner, he stopped and listened for the other girl. Down a path to his left, he caught sound of footsteps. She was trying to be careful, but his ears were too sharp for that. Behind him, he heard Terry shifting around, but her movement stopped shortly after. A smirk caught his lips. If she was smart, she would try to find a way out of the cave system even if that was risky. That option might mean her survival at the very least whereas waiting certainly didn't. Then again, he was targeting complete fools, so he shouldn't expect such thinking from them.

"I can't believe she stayed behind," Gretchen muttered to herself out of annoyance. "I won't be surprised if she ends up dead." The creature directed his attention to where her voice came from. She must be close if he could hear those statements so well. He withheld a giggle. Unlike the last group of paranormal investigators, this one lacked absolutely any true care for each other, minus Oliver. The last one even with that obnoxious male Brent at least showed some concern for each other. Then again, he had met humans like the present group before. Never did they last long. Their rabid beliefs and thinking often brought them an early death.

Taking another turn, the creature spotted Gretchen. Her flashlight was on the dimmest setting, and her steps were slow as she tried not to draw attention to herself. She shouldn't have spoken, then. Regardless, it was time to begin the second test of the evening.