"What the hell Meg?!" You shrieked, clasping a hand over your mouth as you watched Claudette's lifeless body with scared eyes.

"I'm sorry...I-I don't know what came over me..." Meg stuttered blankly, shaking her head - almost as if she didn't remember.

"You just killed Claudette." You stated uncomfortably, taking a step back.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry (Y/n)! But it was either me or her. She was trying to kill me!" She shivered sharply and you took deep breaths.

"Let's just find the others." You planned nervously and set off with Meg; leaving Claudette's corpse behind.

"Please don't mention it to the others." Meg pleaded fearfully, her eyes sparkling with tears.

"Claudette is dead!" You replied in disbelief.

"I know, I know! But just don't tell them it was me. I don't want them to think I'm a murderer." She whimpered miserably and you thought for a minute.

"I won't, I promise. You're not a murderer Meg. Y-You were just...defending yourself." You comforted her kindly and shared a quick hug with her.

"Guys?" Jake's voice interrupted hopefully and you turned to see him supporting Nea.

"(Y/n)! Meg!" She exclaimed in relief, hobbling over.

"Jake, Nea! Oh thank goodness." You sighed quietly and Jake smiled.

"You found Meg." He pointed out warmly.

"That's not the only thing we found." Meg interjected and poured out information about the journal.

"That helps us a lot! Thanks girls." Jake thanked gratefully, wiping the sweat off his brow as he helped Nea sit on a fallen brick wall.

"We just have to find Dwight, and Claudette if she's still alive. Then we can do the generators and leave!" He remarked, a satisfied gleam in his grin.

"Claudette's dead." You muttered sadly and his expression dropped.

"Oh...that's...I mean..." Jake trailed off awkwardly.

"Yeah..." Nea hesitated, also remembering how Claudette betrayed you all.

"Hey look! It's Dwight!" Nea called happily, narrowing her eyes to see the tiny figure running towards you.

"There's someone following him." Meg mumbled anxiously and you bit your lip as you saw Sally right on his tail.

"GUYSSSS!" He shouted in alarm and collided with the group.

"You lead her to all of us!" Jake said panicking.

"I'm sorry! I panicked!" Dwight responded shakily and you all held your breath as she arrived.

"I warned you what would happen, little doll. I warned you." Sally told you seriously, coming up directly to you.

"Leave her alone." Jake tried to stand in front of you bravely but she hit him.

"Stay out of this, dirty human." She insulted spitefully and he held his shoulder agonisingly.

"Why would I stay down there?! You're a monster!" You cried in horror.

"Don't speak to me like that." Sally snapped and tried to grab ahold of you when you sprinted off.

"Into the Asylum, into the Asylum." You chanted and screamed hysterically as you saw her chasing you.

You heard her scream loudly and took a sharp right.

"How did you-?" You ignored the confusion in Sally's voice and entered the asylum, immediately throwing down a pallet.

You hurried upstairs and went in an entire circle; wondering where to go.

"Shit, shit, shit. She'll be here any second." Your voice shook as you saw a huge gap.

You could jump down, but you'd most likely snap your ankle from the force of the fall.

You moved backwards slightly to ready the jump, and cried in pain as something yanked your hair back.

"You're going to see what happens to people who disobey me like that." Sally whispered into your ear venomously and pulled you by your hair.

She dragged you downstairs and with alarm you realised you were heading back to the basement.

When you were back down there, she released your hair and gave you such a violent slap it sent you to the floor.

You saw flashing lights as you clasped your cheek delicately.

"I'm...sorry..." You wept dizzily, and she cupped your face with both hands.

"Oh little doll, did that hurt?" Sally asked innocently, a sadistic smile stretched across her features.

You nodded slightly and she snatched your chin again, her long fingernails digging into your skin.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you." She remarked smugly, picking up her weapon and making it dance down the side of your face.

"Yes." You wailed tearfully, shaking with fright and she smirked.

"That's better. Don't worry little doll, I won't hurt you...yet." Sally hummed slyly, stroking your reddened cheek with her thumb.

"But leave this basement again and I will kill you." She threatened darkly.

"Understand?" Sally added psychotically when she noticed your silence.

"Yes." You repeated softly, tears flowing down your face like a sorrowful waterfall.

"There's a good girl. Keep this up and I won't have to keep discipling you." She praised superiorly and fetched some rope.

"W-What is t-that for?" You stammered frightened and she gave a cold smile.

"So you don't try to escape again you naughty girl." Sally chuckled seductively as she tied your waist tightly to the post of the meathook.

"Oh and one more thing, Entity - if she manages to get free; don't let her escape the basement. She needs a little timeout, as it were." She said sweetly to no one in particular, before gliding out of view and teleporting away.

You struggled and struggled fiercely, trying to get free of your bindings - but the woven rope cut into your hands, so you were forced to stop.

With a muffled sob, all you heard henceforth were screams from Sally and yells from the survivors.

What were you going to do now?