Well, this one's shorter than the last one, but honestly, I think it's just as messed up.

Twin Traitors

Scrambled images of the past began to flow back into Beth's head as she laid eyes on her sister. The fall, the creep with the knife, the screams, the guilt of leaving her sister behind. Memories her mind had tried shut away forever, but now were coming back to the surface. She was remembering, little by little, but she didn't want to remember. This couldn't be real, could it? No, she was hallucinating again. She had to be, but this Hannah seemed so different from her other hallucinations. Hannah never talked to her before, she always looked pale, bloody and dead. This Hannah certainly didn't look dead, or for that matter, someone who's been missing for a year in the mountains. Besides being alive, she looked perfectly healthy and well clothed, although her clothes weren't anything Hannah would normally wear. They were rugged, and they look like they'd been handmade, stitched from animal skin and loose cloth. Her glasses were gone. Hannah didn't need glasses as badly as others, but her vision was never that great. Beth had the same problem, she just wore contacts. The way Hannah appeared to her, this was nothing like her hallucinations. So if it wasn't a hallucination, it had to be a dream, right? But then she thought, she was never able to tell she was dreaming before. Never. Lucid dreaming was just something that didn't happen to her. This dream felt too real, her other ones were psychotic, pained visions that were jumbled and never came out clear. Why was this dream so different?

The answer, of course, was because she's not dreaming. Beth was more awake than she had ever been.

Hannah advanced on her terrified sister. "No, No! Get away! Get out of my head! I thought I was done with this! I thought you were gone!" she wanted to run, but she might as well have be glued to the floor, because she wasn't going anywhere. The appearance of Hannah had quite literally scared her stiff.

Hannah stopped in front of her, amused. "This isn't in your head Beth. Although, I'm flattered you've been thinking about me," she said with a smile.

"Shut up! Get out! You're not real!"

Suddenly Hannah burst forward, hugging her sister. "It's so good to see you again," Hannah said, ignoring her sister's doubts.

Beth just stood there, arms at her sides, trembling, feeling the warmth of Hannah's embrace. No hallucination or dream could do this. Beth broke away, taking a long look at this figure claiming to be her sister. "H-hannah? Is it really you?"

"It really is Beth. It really is."

"You, you look so different. Everything about you is different," Beth said, unsure of what to even begin.

"I am different Beth. You don't have to look after me anymore, I'm strong now. Like you," Hannah said, smiling uncomfortably.

Beth didn't understand. "What do you mean you're strong now? Wait, wait a minute. Hold on," Beth said, remembering what happened after they fell. It wasn't something she liked remembering, not at all, but she had too many questions. "I remember those freaks found you. You screamed, I heard you. How are you alive? How did you escape?"

"Who said I escaped? They found me alright, but they didn't kill me, as you can see. They took mercy on me. They helped me."

Beth shook her head, "It didn't sound like they were helping you Hannah. It sounded like..." Beth couldn't finish her sentence, it was too disturbing to think about.

"Well, I didn't realize it at first, but, after they took me, they..they showed me how to be strong."

"Oh my god..." Beth backs away, horrified. "You, you're one of them?! What, what did you to our friends Hannah?!"

"Well, they said I could only choose to save one of you. The rest had to be part of the Hunt."

"The Hunt?! What the fuck! Hannah, you murdered our friends? Our brother? You killed Josh?!" Beth screamed, terrified at what her sister had become, because of her.

"Well, no. They're not dead yet. The Hunt hasn't started yet. We gave them a head start. You know, for sport. If I see Sam or Josh, I'll try to let them get away, but, I can't promise anything. They'll probably just die in the mountains anyway. They told me I could only save one, so, I chose you. You should be happy."

Beth couldn't believe any of this. Her sister was alive, but she had been totally brainwashed by what Beth could only assume were cannibals. The worst part was, Beth had left Hannah to those animals. She had let her sister become this. They took advantage of her disparity and weakness and formed her into their own twisted, psychotic image. She still had no idea who these people were, or what they were doing here, but now wasn't the time to be thinking about that. Her sister had lost her mind.

"So what? You just expect me to fucking leave? Let you murder everyone I care about?"

"Well, no, you can't leave. You can never leave. But, you can live. With us. With me."

"W-what?!" Beth was wrong. This was a nightmare. This was the worst nightmare out of all them. But this one was real. "You expect me to join your cannibalistic cult?! After they raped my sister?!"

"Beth!"

"They raped you didn't they?!" Beth came closer to Hannah. "I remember, the way that guy looked at me, he was..." she shuddered just thinking about it, wishing it stayed buried in her head. "He was gonna do more than just kill me...what have they done to you Hannah?!" Beth screamed, pushing her sister away. "This isn't you! You're not my sister!"

Hannah eyes flared as she charged back at Beth, "How could you say that?! After everything I've tried to do for you! What they did to me, made me stronger! They remade me. They'll remake you too."

Beth's face twisted at the thought. "No, No! I'd rather fucking die! I won't do this Hannah. I won't let you do this. You're delusional. You're insane! This isn't strength! They didn't make you strong Hannah! They raped you, and, and they fucking brainwashed you! You're a pawn!"

"No, no you're wrong!" Hannah yelled. "I'm more powerful now than I've ever been!"

Beth started to cry, convinced this was all her fault. "I'm so sorry I let this happen to you Hannah. This is worse than death. But I can't let you do this! This is fucked!" she screamed, stomping her foot down. "I won't let you kill our friends. I won't let you kill Josh! He's our brother Hannah! Do you have any idea how sad he was? What us disappearing did to him? He mourned you Hannah. He loved you!"

Hannah shook her head, "It doesn't matter."

"...Doesn't matter? Our brother doesn't matter?!" Beth surged forward, striking her sister across the face with her fist, enraged and heartbroken. Hannah took the punch, not cowering a bit. Her head spun, blood spurting from her mouth as Beth had struck her hard. "Fuck you he doesn't matter! He's everything to me! So is Sam! They helped me, they're the only reason I made it this far without you Hannah! The others, yeah they can be assholes sometimes, but they're our friends Hannah, and I love them...even Emily! I'm sorry for what they did to you, but it was never meant to hurt you like this. It's not their fault!"

Hannah turned back to Beth, wiping the blood from her face. "Fine, be that way, I'd hoped we could avoid this," she said, pulling out a knife.

Beth's eyes widened in fear, "Hannah, no! You don't have to do this!"

"Yes, I do," Hannah said. She raised the knife, and plunged it into her own shoulder. cringing in pain as she dug it far into her arm.

Beth squirmed in disgust and confusion as Hannah pulled the knife from her body, panting and bleeding.

"Here, take it," Hannah said, tossing the knife at Beth's feet. "I'll tell them you stabbed me, and got away. This will make it believable."

"You're twisted Hannah, you need help!"

Hannah said no more, passing by, walking to the exit of the home theater. Beth just watched her leave. She couldn't just pick up the knife and stab Hannah, she couldn't bring herself to. Hannah turned back when she reached the exit. She had a hurt look in her eye, as if Beth had been the one to betray her.

"I'll tell them you ran off into the woods. They won't check back here. I suggest you stay here until dawn, then make a run for the cable car when this is all over. That's your best bet. Someone's guarding it now, if you go there now, you'll be killed on the spot."

"You expect me to just walk away, and let you butcher everyone we love?" Beth asked her seriously, shaking her head in disbelief.

"It's either that, or you die with them. This is the third, and final time I'll try to save you. Now you're on your own. You realize this is the last time we'll see each other, right?"

"Hannah, if you do this. If you walk out that door, and do what you say you're gonna do, then...then...then you're not my sister anymore!" Beth cried out, tears rolling down her face.

Beth could tell Hannah wanted to cry, but she held it back. "Beth, that breaks my heart. But it's too late to stop this. This is who I am now," Hannah said, turning to leave. "Goodbye Beth, after today, you're prey. Just like anyone else." And then she walked away, leaving Beth alone in the theater.

"HANNAH!" Beth collapsed to her knees, then onto her back, sobbing uncontrollably. Consumed with grief and guilt, feeling like she had just lost her sister all over again.