A/N One year later leads to her brother and those who lead up to her sisters death arriving back to the cabin.

In her sights

I'm on the hunt, the winds change throwing my hair about, tangling the short strands. At my side is Blackie, seeing how Snowflake, the nicer of the two, is with FG. My rounds bring me towards the gate of the family lodge, just as a transit bus drops someone off. The grip on my machete tightens, as I spot Sam opening the gate.

I approach to make sure my character placement is right and there she is. Hannah's best friend, who always boasted on being diligent and considerate. The adventurous one who couldn't even brave the mountain when her ''Best Friend'' needed her most.

I takes a step too close and rustles the branches of a bush, and I have to wrap my hands around Backie's muzzle to keep him from being heard. At Sam's retreating foot steps, I continues my rounds, which bring me right to the cabin in question where I can make out some kind of fight going on between two within.

I stick around a bit longer, the black gas mask I have on working to block out the wind, preventing myself from being blinded. I leave the area, knowing that the wendigos will be attracted by all the movement within.

I uses the walkie-talkie that FG had since forever, he may have had a partner in the past, and radio in what I just found out.

"Hey FG, The group is back for a reunion of sorts, should I head back to base, or continue my rounds?"

Static is my answer before it clears. "Continue for now, don't engage if you can help it."

"Roger" is my quick reply and than all noise is masked by the wind and snow.

I continue with my patrol, and fall as music suddenly cuts through the wind. I pull the mask off and grimace at the large crack in the lens, I do my best to avoid whoever is coming and drop off the mask a waystation of sorts before moving on.

The music gets closer and I'm forced to hiding as two figures make there way around the bend. Cursing the impeded movement all of my layers cause. Jess and Mike come into view and I have to force myself not to release Blackie on the two who were the cause of all this.

The obviously saw the warnings lower down, as well as the blocked path ahead. True to Jess's irreverent nature however, she doesn't even think to avoid going further.

They reach the mine, and I decide to go another way after Mike jumps down to join Jess. I know that they'll find my small base of operations down there, but as long as they don't find my journal and recognize my handwriting, it should be fine. In the woods I find what can only be a totem piece in the snow. I pick it up to get a look at the full design. Upon spotting the yellow butterfly on the back I space out, getting a vision of myself leaving the lodge without anyone noticing.

That's strange, everyone knows I left that night, I wasn't in this full getup, and FG most certainly wasn't there that night. I drop the totem as a scream slices the silence, and the different sounds of a wendigo are heard, rejoicing at the thrill of game.

I chase the humanoid predator to the smaller, more secluded hunting cabin. Taking a page from the hunters handbook, I hunker down, and wait for my prey to fully reveal themselves. The woods have once again gone silent, and I wonder what the rest are doing.

As my mind wonders, I space out, anticipating the shriek of accomplishment.

Back at the lodge, Ashley, Chris, and Josh begin the seance.

Ashley takes the lead, and looks up, thinking about what to say.

"OK... Um... Is anyone there? Can you reveal yourself to use?" As soon as the words leave her mouth the triangular piece with the circle opening moves to spell out the word H-E-L-P. As this happens, all three freak out a bit.

The next question is probing, "How are we supposed to help you?" The piece movers faster this time to spell out the word W-A-R-N-I-N-G. At this point Chris states the obvious choice, "I, ah, think we really need to find out who's trying to communicate with us."

Once again Ashley probes. "We can't help you if we don't know who you are. Can you tell us who you are?" This time the word spelt is S-I-S-T-E-R.

The look of disbelief crosses Josh's face, all but demanding to know whose sister, and which one it is.

Tentatively Ashley asks, "Who are we speaking to..." Beth? Is that you?" Ever so slowly the piece moves to go over NO At that Ashley changes her approach. "Is this Hannah?" The piece shifts to the other side and goes over YES.

Ashley suggests that they stop, but Josh is adamant that they continue. Not sure what to think with one sister being here and the other not.

I'm knocked from my space-out by the outraged rant given by Jess. Hearing Jess rant about what all but caused Hannah to die reopens the wounds and deepens my grudge that has been slowly dying away during the year. The door slams and that is when I see the spider like movement, but I move too late, Jess is dragged through the small window set in the door and dragged away.

Mike bursts out of the door with the shotgun, and chases after them yelling out Jess the entire time. I follow behind, making it my personal duty to protect those that can't protect themselves here on the mountain. The wendigo is heading towards the mine, and I manage to keep up even with all of the heavy equipment, adrenaline forcing my numb limbs to move.

A though occurs to me, and I change course to head back to the asylum, needing to make sure I'm wrong in this case.

A/N In the story all of Beth's POV will be in first person, and everyone's else's will be in third. This is Beth's story after all, so I shall try to stick to that idea. including other scenes should they point to Beth being alive like with the Seance.