A dark hole opens in front of you, Jeff making his way closer to it with the doll in tow. You look to the floor, irritated that you had gone along with such a sadistic plan. Did Jeff know all along? You feel rare tears prick your eyes and fall into the mud and dirt below. The killer turns to you, his expression ever the same. His smile as wide as ever and his eyes as big as dark pools and just as deep. He tuts at you, grabbing your arm tightly with a bloody hand. You struggle in the grip in an attempt to escape. If you had tried this earlier then this whole mess could have been avoided. You could have been handing in papers at university and living comfortably with your family but it was too late now. Jeff was the only family you had now and you had to live with it, liking it deep down. You were crazed and dazed, the reasons you and the killer got along. You were now so alike. Too alike even. 

" Don't give in t' sanity now sweetheart. Let it go and follow me. " You felt like you had no choice, letting the killer drag you into the darkness and Toby following slowly behind, his hatchet handle buried into your back harshly. You all enter into a dark room, small candles dimly lighting the room. There was nothing to see but the killer, his face looking more sinister in low light, able to see every crack in his jagged and bloody smile. Jeff lays the doll down in a chair laid in the center of the room, tying her to the furniture to stop her getting away. You watch in fear as a figure makes his way out of the shadows, clothed in a suit and a pure white face. It was the creature that stole from the Wood's home. He made his way slowly past you, pushing you into the darkness with two others. Horror fills your eyes as the creature brings fourth glistening wings from the girl's back, obviously having them hidden all this time. They shone even in the dim light and filled your being with wonder. From each of your (E/C) eyes you see the other figures move. One wearing a mannequin like mask with jeans and a yellow jacket and another wearing a hoodie and jeans, his face wasn't on show. Blood drips down the wall as the two stab and clip the wings to the wall, still not waking the girl. All Jeff did was watch, even he was unable to act on his own or disobey here. Perfect. The one time you wanted him to.