Samara Morgan sat looking at her feet. It was Sam's funeral and the first time in years she and Tammy had seen their friends. Samara had been wishing to see Danny, Tucker, and Sam again, but this was the worst possible occasion. Danny was sitting next to her, though she doubted he recognized her, and Tucker was next to Danny. Tammy was on Samara's other side; Samara's felt her heart rip when she saw her friends crying. Danny had tears streaming out of his clear blue eyes, Tucker was wiping his glasses which had become cloudy and dirty from all the crying. Samara glanced at Tammy who was sobbing softly to herself. It had to be the worst night of Samara's entire life. There was a dead silence hanging over everyone. It was almost as if everyone was afraid to talk for fear of some dark evil. Samara looked around her. She was wiping tears away from her emerald eyes with the sleeve of her black jacket. She could tell who was from Darkness Falls, they kept their eyes planted firmly on the ground refusing to answer questions about how Sam might have died. Secrets. It had been a horrible curse from the beginning. No one told anyone about the dangers looming over the town of Darkness Falls. Maybe if Sam had known about...about everything, about the curse, about the dangers of the night, about Matilda, about all the secrets that the town had been concealing, then maybe she'd still be here. The pale, bloody figure of Sam lying in the moonlight still haunted her memory. The memory stirred up something deep inside of her. All the hidden pain she'd been concealing came bursting up through the surface. She thrust her head in her hands and began sobbing. Not only because of Sam's death but because of all of them, all of the deaths Matilda had caused and Samara had been reduced to no more then a helpless, scared little girl watching it all and doing nothing. Secrets. The word burned itself into her skull. Matilda had been born from the secrets of Darkness Falls, and Samara had so many of them. Maybe she was like Matilda after all. She knew deep down Matilda was right, she had been hiding from the truth her entire life. She hadn't told her parents about her ghost powers because she was afraid. Not even her brother knew about them. The thought of her brother made her look up. Jake was sitting next to Danny's sister, Jazz, neither one of them dared to look at each other. There was the strange undying feeling of fear pressing around everyone in the room. The fear was so strong that Samara felt herself gasping for air. It was choking her slowly and surly. It was almost unbearable. She felt her entire body shake trying to support itself. She was tired, she hadn't slept in days and she had eaten very little. To make matters worse no one even tried to help her. They were caught up in their own problems. The fear in the room suddenly increased for no apparent reason. Samara gasped in surprise her lungs felt as if they were being crushed. She looked up in time to see Danny and Jake both lean down. Samara realized she wasn't the only one who felt the pain. Jake's emerald eyes were wide, he had sweat pouring down his face. She saw his entire body shake. Danny was leaning over so far healmost touched the floor. His blue eyes were wide with the same fear as Jake's. She saw both boys with their mouths wide open trying to breathe. She took a tiny gulp of air, whatever was doing this to her had to be in the room. Samara got up on very shaky legs. She slowly moved through the row of people trying not to pass out. She made it to the isle and ran for the door stumbling slightly. Finally she reached it thrusting it open as she ran outside. She waited to hear it slam behind her but it didn't. The only noise she heard was the pounding of footsteps. She looked over her shoulder seeing a very pale Danny behind her. She knew Jake wasn't far behind. Danny walked over toward her, she turned away from him afraid he was going to ask questions. She leaned over the peeling white railing of the funeral home taking deep breaths of fresh, pure air. She saw Danny kneel beside her.
"W-What happened in there Samara?" Danny asked shakily. His voice was weak and she could hardly hear him. She heard the footsteps as Jake joined them outside. Samara looked around her pretending she hadn't heard the question. Then the silence settled in once again. It wasn't as bad as it had been inside but she still didn't like it.
"I...I'm not sure." Samara said still not meeting Danny's eyes. She closed her eyes feeling the wind on her face. She heard the tree branches rustle and the nervous shuffling of Jake. She opened her eyes looking into the cool black sky. She felt her old fear return to her. They were just out of Darkness Falls, no one actually wanted to have a funeral within it's boundaries. Samara didn't like leaving the town with no protection from Matilda especially since Cam was there all alone. The adventurous free spirited blonde might want to take on Matilda by herself. Cam loved to think of herself as unbeatable, and it was partially true. She was the fastest, strongest, and most agile of the three. Samara had made Cam promise not to go looking for Matilda before she left but she had a really bad feeling about leaving Cam alone. Both Samara and Tammy knew that no matter how confident you are Matilda always brings you down and without your confidence you can be easy picking. Samara checked behind her double checking to make sure the lights were still shining.
"Samara?" Danny's voice barely penetrated the thick fog that had consumed Samara's mind. The fog swirled into a picture of a little girl, who Samara recognized as Cam's little sister, Ren. Ren was holding something in her palm. The picture vanished and was replaced by one of Cam lying in bed. Samara heard Ren scream and watched as Cam got up. Cam raced into her living room where her sister was hiding in a corner. Cam took out a flashlight shining it on the black blob that was approaching her sister. It hissed and flew toward the ceiling. Cam grabbed her sister and tried to run. She stopped and picked up a chair. She threw it at the black creature flying near the living room fan. Cam stood in front of Ren protecting her from the black creature as it swooped toward them. Samara knew that the creature was Matilda but she still wanted to scream when she saw the white mask hurling toward her friend. The picture vanished and was replaced by yet another one. This one was of Cam and Ren both lying on the floor. Their body's were rigid and still. They weren't moving. They weren't moving! Oh please why weren't they moving!? Samara's mind screamed the questions as the fog began to vanish. "Samara!" Danny's voice sounded worried but Samara didn't really understand why. All she knew was that once again, the ground was quickly rushing up to meet her.