Will holds down the button and whispers as we hide behind a door in the sauna room, waiting for Billy to take the bait. Billy runs into the sauna room and looks at the Will look-alike mannequin. Mike leans over me and talks into the Walkie Talkie. "Come on! Billy!"

He starts giggling into it, getting weird looks from Max and Lucas. "Got you." Billy whispers and smirks. He starts cackling. "Come on and get me you piece of shit." Mike echos. He opens the door and sees the mannequin. Billy frowns, and grabs the doll by the throat and lifts him up. "Hey, behind you," Mike says as I jump out of the door and walk behind Billy.

Billy drops the doll and turns to look at me. "Hi." I smile. Billy starts walking towards me when I flick my head up and he flings to the back of the sauna, breaking some tiles. "Now!" Will yells and they run out of the closet and lodge the door shut, and lock it with a chain. Billy tries to open the door but it doesn't budge. He slows down and looks over to Max.

"Max..." I turn and look at her, "Do it" She whispers. Will runs over to the temperature meter and cranks it all the way up.

"MAX LET ME OUT OF HERE!!" Billy screams at her. Max looks like shes about to break down. "Let me out," he says, quieter this time."You kids, you think this is funny?" He smiles, looking insane. "You kids think this is some kind of sick prank huh?" He spits onto the glass window. "You little shits think this is funny?!" He screams.

"What is this? Open. The. Door." He demands, punctuating every line. "OPEN THE DOOR!" he yells making us jump back. "OPEN. THE. DOOR!!" He repeats

"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" Everything seems to echo in the terrifying silence.

Billy falls to the ground and screams. Will walks over to the temperature system."We're at 220." He walks back and we hear Billy's grunt echo. It's quiet. And then we hear it. A small, soft sob.

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault Max, I promise you it's not my fault" Billy repeats, sounding broken and upset. Max slowly walks towards the window and looks down at him. "What's not your fault Billy?" She asks. "I've done things Max, Really bad things Max. I didn't mean to." He sobs, his voice changes to a whimper. "He made me do it..."

"Who made you do it Billy" Max asks.

"I don't know, it's like a shadow... Like a giant shadow... Please, Max!"

"What did he made you do?"

"It's not my fault okay Max! Please, Please, believe me, Max, it's not my fault." He leans into the seat and starts to cry. Max sheds some tears. "I tried to stop him okay I did! Please believe me, Max." He sniffles. "Please believe me." 

Max puts her hand on the window. "Billy it's going to be okay... We want to help you." She explains, her voice breaking. "You have to talk to us okay? I believe you Billy."

Will puts his hand behind his neck and shivers a bit. "I feel him." He whispers.

"He's activated."

"Max get away from the door," Mike warns.

"What?" she questions.

"MAX GET AWAY FROM THE DOOR!" Mike yells, she jumps out of the way and Billy smashes the glass with a piece of broken tile. "LET ME OUT YOU BITCH OR I'LL FUCKING GUT YOU!" He screams in confused rage. He takes the bar out of the door and tries to unlock it. Lucas whips out his sling shot and hits him in the forehead. Billy falls back and Max rushes into Lucas's arms.

The lights suddenly start flickering, And Billy rams into the door trying to open it. "He can't get out can he?" Max asks. "No way," Lucas replies. Billy repeatedly pounds against the door, the pipes bending. He busts it open and we all scream and I shield the group from the raging and infected Billy.

I lift my hand up and a heavyweight up and throw it against him, suspending him in the wall. I grunt in pain and push the weight against him more. Billy pushes the weights and throws them over me, I duck down to the ground and try to refill my lungs as quickly as I can. I try to crawl away, but Billy grabs my ponytail and whips my head back, I scream in pain and Billy turns towards my friends.

He wraps his cold, sweaty hands around my neck and slowly lifts me off the ground. I choke, trying to breathe, but his grip tightens. "No! No! NO!" I scream. I whack my hands at his arm, he just gets tighter. It feels like my eyes are going to pop out of my head. I start to feel light-headed.

Suddenly Billy is wacked in the head with a metal bar. Mike.