"What do we do now?" Jamie asked she was shivering, not from the cold, but the fear of what just happened. "I don't know. I mean, we've been running around, another--" I staled. I wasn't just about to explain what I had seen one year ago today. "A person died, and Day isn't home."

We both just stood there for a while, snow starting to settle on us. Just then something moved, and it wasn't either Jamie or myself. "Jamie," I said. "What was that?" I started to look around. My confidence of the person that had just died at Jamie's house went away. "AHHH!" Jamie screamed as something grabbed her. I pulled on her arm and kicked whatever it was. It fell back. "Thanks." She said as we started to run.

We dared not look back on whatever it could be; fear that we might meet the eyes of the creature. We ran all the way to Ian's house. As we ran up to her front door we banged onto the door scared that at any moment something would grab them pulling them closer to death. The door flew open as Jamie and me tumbled to the floor. "Dude, talk about falling in." Ian looked at us.

So that's why Day was here. She was here with everyone else: Ian, 41, Brian, John, Bok,
Jimmy, Josh, Jen, Britt, Seth, and Steve. Couldn't hurt to know these things, so I asked.
"Oh, yes. After I heard all of the news, I didn't want to be alone." Day responded.
Looking at them all, it seemed as if they all nodded in agreement. "Ah, is this scary or what?" Bok said, hoping no one had heard him. Ian looked around, now that her eyes had become accustomed to the darkness. In an understanding manner, she bit her lip and said, "We'll be fine. Just like before, it's only the storm."

Looking up for a slight moment from his spot on the couch where they had all been sitting, Seth began. "Well, we can't just sit here and wait for," He stopped and glared across the room to where Jamie and myself were. Continuing more crossly now, he started, "wait. How do we all know Jamie and Merri aren't the killer?"
"Or Killers." Ian said, glancing over to us, also.