You make your way slowly toward the other stall in the barn, uncertain whether you want to see what awaits you behind the walls. You draw a deep breath before looking over the gate.

There, crouched against the back wall of the filthy stall, is a woman. She's wearing a white top and a pair of black leggings, and her blonde curls are a wild tangle around her face. Your heart stops when she turns your face toward you.

The light is dim, but you know who this is. It's Ivy.

"Who are you?" she whispers. She squints, and you can tell that while you can see part of her face, she can't see yours.

"Ivy?"

"Who are you?" she asks again, raising herself up. "Please. You have to help me."

"It's Kendall."

"Kendall?" As if your name is has broken the tenuous hold she has on her emotions, she sobs. "Kendall...Kendall...How did you find me?"

You shake your head in confusion, unable to think of anything to say, and instead, you lift your bound hands up to show her that you aren't exactly here of your own volition.

"You have to help me. He's going to kill me. He told me. He told me he was going t—"

The sound of a rustle in the rafters scares the daylights out of you; your knees nearly give out, and you turn, holding your arms up in a defensive stance, but there's nothing there.

"I think it's pigeons," Ivy says, and in the moment it seems perfectly rational for her to make remarks about wildlife. She has adopted a perplexed expression, and she shakes her head. "Or owls. I don't know about owls. Maybe it's owls...but I don't know anything about owls."

"Ivy, you were calling Wes's name."

The childlike curiosity bleeds out of her face. "He's coming back. Help me." She jerks her arms, turning her attention to the iron ring that bolts her to the floor, just as yours held you captive. "Help me, Kendall. Help me. I don't want to die!"

"I'm going to get you out of here, Ivy." You look around, seeking something you can use to free Ivy from the ropes that bind her. [[Go to Chapter 84.]]

Ivy is in no state to take orders, and no state to make decisions. She's going to slow you down. You don't even know if you'll be able to free her; you got really lucky with your bonds. You'll get out of here, and then you can call the police and get her help. [[Go to Chapter 85.]]