It was at about midnight that the first screams were heard. Everyone rushed out of their beds and into Tim and Hanna's room. Hanna lay there naked, with a surgical knife lodged in her head. Tim was screaming. Luke threw up onto the floor. "Jesus Christ . . . WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!" Sara screamed. Tim just dropped to his knees and began weeping. "Oh, shit! Oh, shit!" he cried. "There was . . . some guy . . ." Almost on cue, the cupboard door burst open and a man leaped out. He was wearing a blood-stained surgeon's outfit, and his face appeared to be scarred. Wielding surgical tools in both hands, he lunged at Gregory, who grabbed the insane man's hands and threw him onto the floor. He sprung back up and drove a scalpel into Gregory's shoulder. He gritted his teeth and tore it out. Luke hit Tim in the face, bringing him back to reality. The four friends began to run. The surgeon began to give chase. "Oh, shit, what do we do?!" screamed Tim. Gregory was trying to stay calm, but it wasn't working. Then a white-gloved hand broke through the floorboards and grabbed Gregory. Sara, Tim and Luke tried to help pull him up, but the hand was too strong. The other crazed surgeon was almost upon them. "We have to go!" shouted Tim. "Come on!" "No!" Sara screamed. "We can't just leave him here!" Despite what she said, she knew it was too late. Luke grabbed her arm and they ran. They all felt guilt, even though they knew there was nothing they could have done. Behind them, the crazed surgeon stopped in his tracks and began advancing slowly towards Gregory. As Sara, Luke and Tim turned the corner and burst through the door, they heard his agonizing screams of pain.