Silvia and the kid kept running, without ever looking back, although Silvia sometimes had to be sure the kid wouldn't look back. Unfortunately for her, she sometimes couldn't help doing this herself. This way, Silvia didn't see the boulder to which she hit her foot and tripped over. Once she hit the ground, she started moaning. As she tried to get up, she felt where she was hurt exactly: her ankle. The pain made it difficult for her to stand up.
"Aw…" she moaned, "Aw… no... please no!"
The kid, though he wasn't really sure what was wrong, appeared to be very concerned. Silvia almost had to force a smile to make it seem everything's fine. But that didn't really work. She looked around. She noticed that downhill there was a road, where their seemed to be lots of cops.
"Listen to me very carefully!" she told the kid, "I want you to go down, and get those men to help us! You understand?"
Clearly the kid understood, but it doesn't seem like he wanted to leave her.
"Go!" she kept urging him, "You don't want to die yet, do you?"
While she kept encouraging the kid, the killers's street fight went on for a while, until Jason was facing Michael from one side of the street to the other. Michael looked back, seemingly unaware that a huge truck was on it's way to him. The driver of the truck had just dropped a hamburger, so he went down to pick it up, and thereby didn't notice how crowded the street really was. Michael was about ready to engage into another attack on Jason, until the truck hit him. The driver stopped his truck, to check whether Michael was still alright.
"Hey! You all right there, man?" the driver asked Michael.
Michael didn't respond. Though, did he ever respond to anything people say? The driver then turned to Jason. He didn't exactly feel frightened by the fact that Jason was closing in on him.
"Hey you!" the driver started, "What's up with those masks?"
Jason grabbed the driver by his head, and crushed it with his bare hands. He got a chance to do this to someone after all. Now… about those other two, who had just run into his wilderness. Jason marched to their direction, but stopped to look into their car first. There were lots of equipment, especially for tourists. Crates of beer, bags of clothes, even an inflatable boat and paddles to go with that.
As Jason was making his decision, he didn't notice that Michael's hands were still twitchy.
Meanwhile, Sylvia still tried to persuade the kid to go away: "Listen! We helped you out of the water, even though we didn't know you, but it's the right thing to do. If you stay here, you're not doing the right thing, and you'll grow up to be a bad boy! You understand?"
The kid didn't appear to understand it all. She had run out of ideas to persuade him. Suddenly, she noticed something scared the kid. That's when she heard branches break. Silvia turned to look, and saw Jason, closing in on them with a paddle. One can't get any more serious now when saying this: "That's it! Go now!
The kid still hesitated, but she wouldn't give up: "Go!!!"
Silvia was about to say it for a third time, but by then the kid had already started running down. Silvia still tried to get up, but the fact that she was unable to do so made it perfectly clear that resistance is futile. Jason took advantage of this, and started to use the paddle like a baseball bat, and started beating her down.
The kid, who kept running down, could hear her scream, but the screams faded away the lower he went.
Luckily for him, he wasn't the only one hearing the screams, as one of the cops down the hill said: "Did you hear something?"
"Should I?" another cop said.
Jason, meanwhile, was using all his might on Silvia, and would keep doing this until she was dead. As he kept beating her, there was nothing Silvia was able to do, but watch Jason beating her. Suddenly another guy showed up, and swung his right arm around Jason's neck. Silvia thought it was someone who was trying to help, but turned out to be the guy with the white mask, whom Lindy described earlier. At that point, there wasn't much that kept Silvia awake, and she fainted.
The kid, at that moment, had only just made it down, and couldn't do anything else but try to draw attention to the cops.
"Hey kid! What's up?!" one of the cops said.
The only answer the kid could give were a few panicking moves, in which he keeps pointing up the hill.
"What's the matter?" that same cop asked, "Can't you talk?"
"Looks like he's trying to tell us something!" the other cop suggested, "Could it have something to do with that thing I heard earlier?"
"What's makes you so sure?" he was asked.
"It sounded much like a scream, come to think of it." he answered.
The cops started exchanging looks of despair.