AN: Apologies. I set up the wrong chapter. Do forgive the mishap. I also took the liberty of adding a couple of changes in this chapter. Should expect another one this week or the next.

As always, please read, review, and enjoy!

Isolation

Looking a bit warily at the spot of the fallen tree trunk where Jess stood, Mike hurried up climbing the tree trunk.

"Jess?" Mike's answer came in a scream. "Jess?!"

"Fuck nuggets." He swore getting to the top and jumped down to search for Jess using the flashlight to find any clue on where she went. "Jess?" he stopped at an old abandoned tractor as he looked closer inside, only for a scarecrow mask to fall off and scare him. "Jesus Christ!" he yelled. "Well, that nearly scared the blue off my jeans. What is that even doing there?" he walked over from the tractor and continued down the path. "Jess, I promise I won't murder you when I find-" a figure with large antlers jumped out and scared Mike as he screamed, only to find out it was Jessica. "JESS?!"

She giggled. "You should've seen your face." Jess set the antlers down as she walked over to her phone which laid by a rock. "Here. See."

Mike shook his head in dismay. "You recorded that?" he hissed through gritted teeth. "Jess, I'm in the middle of the woods. It's spooky and scary."

"It's not like you scared the crap out of everyone coming back here."

"You can't just jump out at somebody! Come on, Jess!" Mike groaned. "If you send that to anyone… I'm gonna… kill ya." He warned

Jess smiled and teasingly said. "I didn't know you had such a lady like scream, Michael. Guess you don't know someone until you scare the pants off of them."

Mike regained his demeanor and replied. "As far as I can go, my pants are still on."

Jess quirked an eyebrow at Mike and queried. "Oh, is this so?"

Mike shrugged at her. "You're gonna have to try harder."

"A challenge, eh?" she said confidently. "Well I hope you're ready for the full power of my mind melting skills."

"We shall see, fair lady." Mike teased in an English accent

As they walked onward, they crossed a bridge while Jess looked at the surroundings in awe. While resuming their trek to the cabin, they heard a disconcerting noise as Mike reassured her it was probably a squirrel or another animal. They also had an encounter of a deer that ran past them through the trees as they came across a small and abandoned shack.

"Charming." Jess laughed and jokingly replied. "It's everything you described Michael."

"What?" Mike responded in confusion

"The cabin, I love it." she replied in sarcasm

Mike rolled his eyes and sarcastically said back. "Yeah, it's paradise." He headed inside to find buzz saws and an old miner mask. "Sweet. Payback." He formed a mischievous grin as he held the mask to his face, seeing Jess clean up mud off her coat from a nearby small pond

Mike gave a low guttural scream as Jess panicked, falling on her ass first in the pond soaking her. She quickly jumped out of the pond as Mike laughed while Jess glared at him embarrassed.

"No, don't you dare laugh!"

"Sweet revenge is mine." Mike said triumphant. "Turnabout is fairplay, my dear." He added teasingly

"I scared you! I didn't soak you!"

"Hey, hey." Mike put his hand on her cheek. "I will everything in my power to keep you warm. And also to add, do not underestimate my culinary chops."

"You better get cooking."

They continued as another deer rushed ahead of them, making them yelp startled. A few moments later, they heard a high pitched scream

Jess shaky whispered. "What is this?"

"I don't know."

They stopped only to see a dying deer with its neck savage and labored breathing in agony.

"Poor thing." Jess said, sympathetically its side from where it was savaged

"I don't think he's gonna make it." Mike pressed his hand on the deer's neck, patting him conditionally. "It'll be over soon, buddy." He said, only for something to pull the deer away after they heard the same high pitched screech from before as Mike and Jess fled panicking

"What is the hell is thing?!"

"I don't know! We gotta move!" Mike shouted

Jess spotted a route. "Bridge! Mike, get over here." She yelled as Mike jumped up ahead

They stayed on the path, leading them to the guest cabin as Jess fell on the wooden porch. Mike pulled her up while he opened the cabin door, closing it shut after Jess got inside the cabin. They caught a moment to catch their breath leaving Mike to grab some firewood for the furnace and a match to start the fire. He also turned on an electric lantern for mood lighting while he searched the cabin. So far he found a hunting rifle laying by the cabin door, a book about Native American beliefs, and a photo of Hannah in her tennis tournament. While Mike ventured off to check the rest of the cabin, Jess was searching for something.

"Dammit!" Mike heard Jess swore

"What is it?" he asked

Jess was searching the couch. "I can't find it."

Mike saw a pair of blankets. "What are you trying to find, Jess?" he asked taking them from the bedroom

"My frickin' phone, Sherlock." Jess answered. "I must have dropped it when I was in the pond from that little scare of yours. Not cool, by the way."

"At least I got even, okay?" Mike muttered under his breath. "I'm sorry. True is, I don't think we should get out with that bear lurking around. Plus you could always get another." He said to Jess

"That's like my forth phone. My parents will kill me." Jess replied while Mike closed the shutters to the window. "It probably doesn't even work anymore since that little skit you pulled on me." He concluded glaring at Mike

"Sorry about that. But, hey… Don't worry about it." Mike handed her a blanket. "Right now, let's focus on getting you warm."

Through a lot of warmth and comfort, Jess and Mike were making out passionately as she straddled on his lap while their jackets were on the floor. Lips touching, tongues wrestling each other as Mike's hand went from her buttocks to the inside of her shirt. Jess took his hand away from her shirt and began to do a striptease, seductively taking her shirt and turning around to take off her jeans. She was in her floral undergarments while Mike still had an undershirt and jeans on, before he began to remove his shirt.

"Baby, you are definitely the one for me."

Jess walked seductively toward him. "Really?"

Mike moved forth to kiss her, but she sat him back down with a venomous glare on her face. "Jess…"

"What were you and her doing?" she questioned with her arms folded with her glare still staying on him

Mike raised an eyebrow confused. "Her? Who?"

"Emily. Did you really think I would forget that talk you and Matt had back at the lodge?"

"Jess, babe. Nothing happened." Mike said assuring which Jess did not believe to no avail

"Were you with her?" she asked, glaring

"Jess…"

"Were you with her, Michael?" she asked again in a demanding tone

"Okay, fine. Yes, I was with Emily behind the bridge." He admitted

"Before or after we met up?"

"What does-" he saw the look Jess gave. "Okay, okay! It was before we met up. Happy now?"

Jess scoffed taking her shirt and jeans, storming off into the other room.

"Jess." Mike received a door slam as an answer to be quiet. "Great. Just fucking great." He said sarcastically

Then suddenly, he heard glass break and Jess shriek leaving him to go see if Jess was okay.

"Hey, you-" Mike paused to see Jess already in a t-shirt and jeans push passed him, with surprisingly a phone in her hand. Her phone to be exact. "How did your phone get-?" he was stopped only for Jess to ignore him completely

"Goddamn it. Those assholes probably followed us here…" Jess trailed off walking toward the cabin door

Just as she was about to open it and go outside, something or someone quickly pulled through the cabin window door as Jess began to scream in horror. Whatever it was that grabbed her, pulled her outside follow by her screams echoing from outside.

Meanwhile back in the Washington lodge, Chris, Ashely, Josh, and Francesca were gathering in a round table performing the séance in the upper level of the library. Candles lit and Ouija board present.

"It says here: to communicate with the spirit world, you must free your mind of all preconceptions. Drop all inhibitions, and generally give yourselves entirely to the will of others. Sublimating your every desire to the spirit master, which is me."

Francesca rolled her eyes. "It doesn't say that."

"And that all present will remove my garments to my sole discretion." Chris said jokingly

Josh shook his head and said. "Josh, be serious."

Chris chuckled and imitated a Dracula impression. "Oh, I'm deadly serious."

"Oh, shush it." Ash said. "Let's get started, shall we."

"Ash, since you're a recent convert why don't you give it a go?" Chris suggested as she complied

"Is anyone there? Could you give us a sign if you're there?" she asked with their hands on the Ouija board

The planchette guided their hands slowly, spelling the word help.

"How are we suppose to help them?" Josh asked

"Maybe we should ask who needs help." Fran looked to Ashely. "Ash?"

"Can you tell us who you are? Who needs help?"

The planchette guided their hands again, this time spelling one word that shocked the four. Sister.

Fran gasped. "Sister?!"

Having a shocked expression, Josh said. "Ask it whose sister."

Chris chuckled not believing the board. "Oh, come on. Is this for real?"

"Shut up." Josh shot back at Chris as he looked at Ashely. "Ask it whose sister."

"Josh, it's gotta be…" Ash trailed off, meaning it was talking about Josh's siblings

"Which sister is it then?" he said desperately

Chris nodded and agreed. "Ask it whose sister, Ash."

Deciding on which sister to say, Ash inhaled and exhale as she said. "Beth. Is that you?"

The planchette moved, guiding their hands toward yes

"Oh my God!" Ashely looked to see Josh frozen with shock. "Josh?"

"I'm fine."

Francesca put her hand on Josh's shoulder. "We can stop right-"

Josh interjected cutting Fran off. "I want to what it says."

Chris looked between them. "I mean, think about it. If this is Beth, maybe she can tell us what happened to her and Hannah that night."

Ashely leaned forward the Ouija board and asked. "Beth, what happened to you and Hannah? What happened that night?"

The planchette guided their hands, spelling out betrayed.

"Betrayed? What does-"

The planchette continued, guided their hands to spell out killed.

"Killed?!"

"We didn't kill them! It was just a prank!"

Fran pressed her hand on Ashely's shoulder. "Ashely, calm down." She said

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Ash sobbed nearly crying

Chris was on edge as he said. "Ask them what they mean. It's the only way to know what happened. Ask them, Ash!"

Regaining her gaze, Ashely spoke with a tone of heartbreak and fear. "Who killed you? Beth, how did you and Hannah die?"

The planchette guided their hands once again, spelling Library and then proof.

"So wait, they're saying there's proof?"

"In the library?"

Suddenly, the planchette flew off their hands frightening all four of them.

"Whoa!" Chris said giving a small laugh

"Holy shit! Chris…" Ashely trailed looking at Chris

Josh suddenly got up from his chair slowly, showing a hateful and accusing look at the Ouija board. "This is… this is bullshit. Not real."

"Josh…"

"I don't know if you think messing with me will somehow help me with my grief, but it's not cool." Josh scowled not making eye contact with Chris or Ash.

"Josh, wait. You wanted to do the spirit board."

"This isn't anyone's-" Fran was cut off her sentence by Josh

"I don't need to hear it! You're all fool of it!" he shouted storming off

Fran sighed. "I feel like I should go after him." She said, worrying for Josh after what recently just transpired

Chris shook his head. "He'll be okay. Just leave him alone to clear his head."

"I don't blame him. That handle flew right off the board."

"I mean if you were faking-" Chris started before Ashely cut him off

"I wasn't faking anything!" she interjected in a serious tone. "I think we should do what it saw. We should check the library."

"You two go ahead. I'm going to check on Josh." Fran said, walking away to find Josh

Ashely got up from her seat and grabbed a candlestick that was sitting on the table. She held it carefully in front of her as the faint glow casted against the wall. Chris then stood up from his seat, taking a couple of steps on the stairs.

"Do you really think Beth was communicating with us?"

"I don't know." Ash replied with a sore look on her face. "I don't if I wish she were or wish she weren't."

Chris continued down the stairs. "I guess we'll find out." He said as Ashely followed him down the stairs

They continued on heading to the library, where Josh's father held in his office in as Ashely noticed a small light through the vent. She thought it was from Francesca or Josh, but it was coming from the basement instead. She followed Chris toward the office as books and encyclopedias flew at their head, leaving the two to duck from the hurtling books. They then spotted a small button as Chris pushed it, opening a secret door.

"It opens! Heads explode!"

"Jeez, are we in a movie?" Ash wondered out loud

"If we are, I hope it's a rom-com."

Ashely rolled her eyes at Chris's joke. "Leave it to the Washington to have secret passage around."

"Maybe they don't even know. This place is not super old." Christ stated. "Not unless Josh's parents were into some kinky stuff."

"Stop please."

"I'm just saying-"

"Could you go see what's in there?" Ashely asked. "Please, Chris?"

Chris went the secret passage to spot old boxes, books, suitcases, and a photo of Hannah and Beth. He looked at it front and back, seeing a blood writing on the back of the photo. Without a doubt, Chris headed out the secret passage to show Ashely.

"I don't want you to freak, but you need to take a look at this."

"Oh my God! Chris, this is serious." Ashely said in a worry. "We need to find Josh right now!"

She and Chris left the office, on their way to find Josh. They knew Francesca was looking for him. If anything, he would be in the kitchen looking for a drink. There was also the fact Chris mentioning to Ash that Josh's mother saw someone by the generator. Perhaps it was the same person who wrote graffiti on the map to the cable car station down below. Chris stepped down the single stair right outside the foyer's doorway in thought.

"I've been thinking about something I saw earlier with Sam and David." He said, causing Ashely to stop and look at him

Ashely took a step forward and queried. "What?"

"There was this wanted poster, full on western style by the station." Chris described. "About some wanted fugitive. Sam told me her and David heard twigs snap like somebody was following them."

Ashely gave a slightly anxious shrug as she crossed her arms and looked terrified. "So you're saying there's some criminal stuck on the mountain with us?"

"Maybe that was whoever was under the basement."

"What?!" Ashely blurted out terrified

"That light under the floorboards!" Chris explained. "And there was that guy I told you about."

Ashely looked more terrified than ever as she exclaimed. "Wait, wait, what guy?!"

"The guy that threatened the Washingtons, he said he'd burn the whole place down to take revenge if he had to." Chris explained. "And then I found that crazy psycho letter…"

"Chris, if you're trying to get scared out of my panties right now, it's working." Ashely said nervously scratching her arm

Before Chris make a response, they heard sounds of someone trying to get out of the kitchen followed by jiggled lights coming from the closed doors. Ashely's face was masked with worry as her and Chris recognized the voice was Josh.

"That sounded like Josh." She ran to the door as she opened it, seeing the lights were off. "JOSH!" In that instant, Ashely got pulled in as the door closed shut

"ASH!" Chris screamed, trying to barge the door open. After three tries, he managed to get in only to see an unconscious Josh and Francesca lying on the floor. His eyes then spotted Ashely on the floor beside them in the same state. "Ash? Ash!"

Before Chris could go to her, he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder. His head turned to see a strange pale man behind him punch him in the forehead as Chris fell to the floor.

"Welcome to the family, son." He said in a southern accent, giving him a kick to the head as Chris's vision began to fade to black

Another figure appeared from behind the pale man as he glanced back.

"What about the others, daddy?" the figure asked in the same accent but feminine

"Don't worry about them. They'll be joining us soon enough."