In the blue-lit room beside the basement, Cloe and Justin are continuing their interrogation of Bubbles, who is tied-up in a chair. Cloe has a knife in her hand.
Cloe: Fine. I won’t say your actual name. It doesn’t matter, right?
She walks past Bubbles, grazing her shoulder with the knife blade. Bubbles winces.
Cloe (sarcastically): It’s completely normal to have two different names.
Cloe sighs and walks over to Justin, putting her hand on his shoulder.
Cloe: This isn’t getting us anywhere. I think we should go find the others.
Justin: And leave her here?
Cloe: I mean, where can she go?
Justin (whispering): ...how do we know there aren’t others in on this? I mean… there has to be. You heard the man on the phone.
He shudders.
Justin: That guy definitely got what he deserved.
Cloe (nodding): He did. Justin… we need to make sure everyone else is okay. Plus, it’ll be safer to regroup.
Justin: I’d rather just stay here.
Cloe: Fine, you stay here. It’s not like you care much for anyone else anyway.
Justin: You’re right, I don’t. Honestly, I wouldn’t be here now if it weren’t for…
He trails off, looking affectionately at Cloe.
Cloe: Well…we should at least TRY to find the others. I need to make sure my brother’s okay.
Justin: I can stay here and watch her. Make sure no one else comes to play rescue.
Cloe: Fine. I guess this is goodbye.
Justin: I guess it is.
Cloe turns toward the door and opens it, before turning back to Justin.
Cloe: Take care of yourself.
Justin (nodding): Yeah… you too.
They stare at each other, saying nothing. Cloe leaves. Justin turns back to Bubbles.
Bubbles: Wise choice, making sure your new hoe doesn’t see you kill me…
Justin: I’m not killing you. I’m NOT a killer.
Bubbles: Could’ve fooled me. The way you killed your own uncle…
Justin: I made a mistake. Okay? People make mistakes.
Bubbles: That was more than a mistake. You’re deranged, hun. Embrace it. I do…
Justin gets increasingly agitated, his voice is beginning to shake.
Justin: I’m… not…deranged.
Bubbles: Maybe not now. Guess we’ll have to see if you can make it until dawn without giving into your true nature.
END SCENE
Upstairs in the bedroom, Hope, Erika, Emma, and Drew are hashing out a plan of attack.
Hope: If the thing breaks through, we can always go out the window.
Erika (rolling her eyes and walking over to the window): I’m not looking to break any bones. It’s a long drop.
Emma: Would you rather die?
Erika (snapping her head around): Is that a threat?
Emma: No, it’s common sense. Most people would-
Erika: You’ve been sketching me out ever since your cute little overdramatic “reaction” to Brody’s death. The more you threaten me, the more I wonder…
Emma: Oh my god, Drew… I love you, but why is your best friend such a dumbass?
Erika: I dare you to call me one more name, bitch.
Emma gathers herself.
Emma: You know, for the leader of the feminist club, you sure enjoy putting other women down.
Hope: Emma, stop.
She turns to Erika and puts her hand on her shoulder.
Hope: Erika, stop. Both of you are equally stupid.
Drew: Hope’s right. Erika, get ahold of yourself. And Emma, stop instigating shit. We don’t have time…
Emma: I’m not instigating anything. I was only saying-
Drew: I don’t want to hear it, babe.
Erika: BABE? Are you Hannah Montana, Drew? Because something’s telling me you have a double life. Since when-
Drew: I never told you that we were together because I swore to Emma I wouldn’t. It’s not exactly something you tell people.
Erika: I wonder why.
Drew: Look-
Erika: Her boyfriend was a nice guy. That’s messed up that you helped her cheat on him.
Drew: Glad you have my back…
Emma: Something tells me your friendship with Erika is toxic, Drew. People don’t-
Erika: Because I care about what’s best for him?
Emma: You’re just thirsty.
Erika: I’m gay.
Emma (rolling her eyes): Yeah, okay.
Suddenly the door begins moving again. The couch and chairs that are up against it move as well.
Hope (whispering): It’s back…
Drew: Get back, guys.
The four friends back away into a corner. The door stops moving. Hope sighs in relief. All of the sudden, the door breaks open. The wendigo’s head juts out of the broken wood, clawing its way in.
Emma: Stay back!
She makes her way over to the wendigo, pulling a knife out of her pocket.
Drew: Where’d that come from?
Before it fully enters the room, Emma stabs it below the eye. It whimpers, before turning away and scampering off.
Emma: Shit, it got away.
She beckons to Drew, Erika, and Hope.
Emma: Let’s go.
Hope: Are you crazy?
Emma: No. I’m ready for this to be over with.
END SCENE
In the downstairs kitchen, Cloe creaks the door open. She looks around, seeing some things in disarray. Creeping her way to the living room, she stops dead in her tracks and gasps, seeing Anna’s dead body. Whispering can be heard from the other room. Cloe slowly walks toward the next room, periodically turning back to make sure she isn’t being followed. Peeking her head around the corner, she sighs. It’s Gwen and Lizzie.
Cloe walks up to the two friends and crouches next to them.
Cloe: What happened? Is anyone else dead?
Lizzie nods solemnly.
Lizzie: Brody was killed by the same creature that killed Anna out in the shed. Emma, Hope, Erika, and Drew are somewhere… hopefully alive? I don’t know about anyone else.
Gwen: The main thing now is getting out of here. Right, Liz?
Lizzie: Yeah. We’re trying to figure out if there are any more of them outside. For all we know, there’s one in the house right now.
Cloe: I’ve never seen the “creature” that you’re talking about, but Bubbles is behind this, 100%. I was tied up with Justin in the basement, and there was a man that she was working with… he killed Avril and tortured me and Justin.
Gwen and Lizzie look at Cloe like she’s crazy.
Lizzie (tearing up): What?!
Cloe: …I don’t know where everyone else is, but I think the creature is called a “wendigo” if I heard the guy correctly.
Gwen (shaken): Um, okay… that’s weird… we should maybe get to the others before we plan our next step.
Cloe: That’s what I’m hoping to do…
She looks down at her bloodied hands.
Cloe: Have either of you seen my brother?
Lizzie: H-he went down to look for you and Avril… he wanted me to go with him.
Gwen: I’m sure he’ll turn out fine, Cloe.
Cloe: Like everyone else here? Yeah, I’m sure.
Lizzie: We can’t give up, guys!
Cloe: Oh, I’m not giving up. I’m finding Michael.
She turns to Lizzie.
Cloe: And then we’ll deal with Bubbles.
END SCENE
In the blue-lit room adjacent to the basement, Justin is leaning against the table with tools and weapons. Bubbles sits, content. Voices and footsteps can be heard from afar.
Mac (yelling): …I’m going to kill whoever did this! You hear me, Mike? It’s FUCKED! This whole thing!
Mac and Michael come into view. Mac is angrily fired up, Michael is walking ahead of him, slightly more composed. They stop when they see Justin and Bubbles. Suddenly, Bubbles begins struggling and wailing, looking toward Michael and Mac.
Bubbles: Please! Help me! He wants to kill me!
Justin: W-wait. That’s not true…
Mac runs over to Justin and begins beating him.
Mac: You fucking killed Avril! What the hell!
Michael runs over to Bubbles and unties her. She turns to Michael, tears streaming down her face.
Bubbles: Who knew my Prince Charming would come to save me?
Michael (subtly smiling, despite the tears in his eyes): I’m just glad we found you in time…
Michael unties Bubbles. She runs over to Mac, who’s beating Justin unconscious. She grabs ahold of his shoulders.
Bubbles: Hold up! We need him alive right now…
Mac turns to her, weeping.
Mac: I just don’t get how someone could do something so horrible…
Bubbles picks up the gun from the table.
Bubbles: Some people are just insane.
She cocks it at Mac. His face grows from vengeful despair to shock.
Mac: Wait… what the-
She fires at his face. He instantly drops dead. Michael screams.
Michael: What the fuck, Bubbles! But Justin-
Bubbles cocks the gun at Michael.
Bubbles: I can’t thank you enough.
Michael sinks to his knees and sobs. Bubbles saunters over to him and runs her hand through his hair.
Bubbles: Baby, just do as I say and I might let you live. I’ll at least, perhaps, give you that go-around that you’ve been wanting with me…
Michael: You’re psycho.
Bubbles: Maybe.
She pulls him up to his feet.
Bubbles: I didn’t kill Avril if that’s what you’re thinking.
Michael: You liar. You just killed my two best friends, and-
Bubbles: Nope, Avril’s killer was someone else. That I dealt with. But, no worries. I only have one more person on my radar.
She looks at Justin.
Bubbles: I’ll leave the rest up to my partner. Now, though, it’s time to play Deal or No Deal.
She goes behind Michael.
Bubbles: Walk ahead of me and don’t take any risks. My gun is loaded and ready to fire.
She opens the hidden door to the basement before turning back to Michael, gesturing for him to walk ahead of her. He slowly walks, terrified.
Bubbles: It’s about time for the grand finale.
END SCENE
A car rolls up to the road that everyone came from in the first episode. It parks beside Justin’s car. A Latina woman in sunglasses, wearing a red dress and black pumps comes out of the driver’s seat, while a pale girl wearing jeans and an orange sweater gets out of the passenger seat. It’s Maya Rivera and Judith Cyrus-- two survivors from Season 1. Maya lowers her sunglasses and looks toward the rough path that people took to get to the cabin. She turns to Judith.
Maya: I’m assuming they took the path over there.
Judith: They did.
Judith lights a cigarette and puffs on it before leading the way.
Judith: She’s definitely here…
Maya: I hope you’re right.
Judith: I may have technically “faked” being better to get out of the sanitarium, but we both know that it’s more than a coincidence that I felt her presence right before you got the text from your cousin.
Maya (sighing): I just hope that Justin’s okay.
They make their way to the entrance of the trail, right beside the road. Judith clutches her rosary and turns to Maya.
Judith: He’s still alive-- at least right now. But he’s been hurt. We better get there quickly.
One of the back doors to Maya’s car opens, revealing a third figure-- a girl with short, dark hair and brown eyes, wearing a black jacket. It’s Wyatt Oak, another survivor from Season 1. Judith looks back at Wyatt.
Judith: I was right about HER, wasn’t I?
Maya: I’m not doubting your… “powers”, Judith.
She calls out to Wyatt.
Maya: We need to hurry!
Wyatt runs up to the other girls and grins.
Wyatt: Ready to end this nightmare once and for all?
Maya and Judith nod.
The three girls begin walking toward the cabin.
END SCENE
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I'm planning on about 3-4 more episodes, give or take. I hope you guys have been enjoying the story so far. After this little hiatus that I took between episode 8-9, I'm planning on finishing the whole story within the next couple of weeks. Stay tuned!
