Mike was terrified. He had been unsettled when Jessica's phone came through the window, but it was nothing like the terror that now coursed through his veins. Someone – or something- had pulled Jess out through a freaking window, and was now apparently dragging her through the woods. The whole situation seemed so unlikely, his first thought was that Jessica was trying to scare him again. But her screams of terror were all too real. Mike came to quick halt as he came to where the path curved around a ten-foot drop. Without thinking, Mike abandoned the path and slid down the rocky incline. Now that he was off of the path, he was constantly having to swerve around trees and duck under branches. Despite the fact that he was running toward an extremely dangerous unknown threat, Mike didn't even consider his safety. He probably would have gone after Jess just because she was his girlfriend. But now, after she had just opened up to him, he couldn't just leave her. She obviously trusted him. Right now her only thought was probably that he was coming for her no matter what, and so he would.

Mike came up to a cliff. Jessica's yells had grown faint, and he looked around desperately for any sign of her. Finding nothing, he pulled the rifle off of his back and used the scope as a telescope. He quickly found Jessica crawling at the bottom of the cliff. His heart leapt when he saw that she had gotten away from her captor. But even as he watched, something grabbed her by the foot and started dragging her off again. Mike reshouldered the rifle and slid down the cliff, grabbing a branch along the way to slow his descent. Soon he came to a river. The bridge was gone, but what was left of the bridge had blocked several oil drums from continuing on downstream. He leaped across the drums like stepping stones and kept running. After a few minutes, he came to a full-sized cliff. It was right near the mine, so there were some wooden platforms along the side of the cliff for the miners to get around. Mike tossed the lantern down onto one of the platforms, then dropped down himself. Jess's frantic screams suddenly became echoey, meaning she had been dragged into the mines. Mike ran into the mines. He noticed that her screams had gotten louder; that meant she was close! He put on an extra burst of speed as he rushed along the old mining paths. The screams led him to a large double door. He ran straight through it and found Jessica lying still on an old mining cage elevator. "Jess!" He knelt down to check on Jess. She had a ton of small cuts all over her body, and her clothes were barely still in one piece. Blood streamed down from a gash on her forehead. Mike worried that she was dead, but before he could panic, Jess dazedly raised her head. "Mike?" she said in a barely audible voice.

"Jess!" Mike repeated as he moved to help her up. But as he reached toward her, he brushed a hanging chain. That was enough to knock the precariously balanced elevator from its resting place, and Mike watched in horror as Jessica and elevator plummeted out of sight. He gaped at where Jess had been just a moment ago, then he decided that if he couldn't save Jess, he would avenge her. Looking around, he noticed the shape of a head several stories up. He pulled the rifle off his shoulder and took aim. He fired, but it apparently missed, as the head ducked down, then came back up and moved away. "Oh, you are not getting away from me that easy."

Mike gritted his teeth and started to climb the outside of the elevator shaft. At one point the metal plate he was holding fell off, but Mike managed to grab another hand hold before he fell. Once at the top, he headed in the direction he seen the head before. About a hundred feet in front of him, he saw a garage door descending. Figuring that the murderer must be shutting it behind him, Mike automatically dashed over and slid under the door right as it shut, Indiana Jones style. He stood up and looked around, noticing a large iron gate. As the fog shifted, Mike saw that the gate led to some humungous ruin. As Mike stared at this new building, he realized that there was a lot going on on this mountain that he didn't know about.

Sam had been following the couple, whose names he had found to be Matt and Emily, for almost half an hour now, and nothing remotely supernatural had happened. They had walked straight back to the cable car station, looked for the bag, and come up with nothing. While this strengthened Sam's theory that something had taken it, it seemed he had been mistaken about the ambush part. They were now almost back to the lodge, and the couple was still debating about what had happened to the bag. Sam was about fifty feet behind them, hidden by the trees. Suddenly the pair stopped talking and focused on the same direction, as if they had heard something. Sam raised his pistol and aimed in the same direction. After a few seconds, another boy and girl ran up. Sam sighed with relief and put his pistol away. As he looked back to the foursome, he noticed the new arrivals seemed to be panicking, and was that blood all over the new girl's coat? Sam crept closer to hear what they were saying.

"Calm down," Emily was saying. "Where's Josh?"

"He… he's dead," the guy panted out.

"WHAT?" Emily responded. "What are you talking about?"

"I… he was… there was a maniac, and a giant sawblade, and it was either him or Ash and I didn't know what to do and I killed him! I killed him, it's all my fault…" The guy's already panicked state grew worse as he tried to explain what had happened. Josh was the Washington's son, the one whose sister's had died last year. That, combined with the fact that he claimed to have a maniac, made Sam think there was probably a vengeful spirit around. Maybe it was fixed on people who came to the mountain, and was focusing on the Washingtons because they had actually built on it.

As the foursome's conversation continued, they eventually decided that Matt and Emily would go set up the cable car so they could leave, and the other two would go back and wait at the lodge. Sam sighed with relief. The two kids had come from the wrong direction to have been attacked at the lodge, which meant that wasn't the place the spirit was haunting. Since those two were fine, Sam decided to continue following Matt and Emily, make sure they got everyone off the mountain alright. This case would be so much easier if they didn't have to worry about innocent kids getting murdered. Sam sighed as he started to traverse the same path for the fourth time that night.

A/N: I do not own Until Dawn, Supernatural, or Indiana Jones.