I hope you remember what happened at the end of the movie, Erin took the child and drove away. Yet, Thomas was there. One arm, while his hand was gripped on the chainsaw, watched her go away. Anger bitterly has crossed his mind, and he swore he would find her when he slashed the part of the car with his weopon.
Now, Erin could not forget any of this. She wish that she could, yet the scar's on her body showed of all the event's that happened. The old lady at the gas station, the stupid fake cop. The man with the chainsaw gave her nightmare's every night. She couldn't help but cry whenever she looked at the ring that was placed on her finger. The one with a beautiful diamond on top. The one that Kemper got for her. Tear's began to fill her eyes as she thought about it, the blood that was sputtered on her, Andy's very blood. Her mind flew back to the horrible stuff within the basement. Where she fumbled through some stuff before she went to Morgan. Finding the ring that she knew was from Kemper. She looked over the the baby, which she decided to call Bo. The babe was sleeping, the blanket wrapped around his tender and delicate corpse. She smiled slightly as she looked back onto the road. There was no tree's, there was only the road and vast plains. The rain stopped as the morning began to rise from the horizon. She was going home. Going back with her parents to live with them.
She spotted a sign that said Springfield. It was and hour away at the least. A smile crossed her lips yet suddenly they went into a frown and she wiped the cut that crossed her head. Springfield, it was the smallest yet loving and peaceful town where she grew up. Many child hood memories ran through her mind when she and Kemper played at the park. A tear rolled down from her eye and she drove on. An hour passed by and the town became visible. Erin drove through, slowly making her way and finding the house that she lived in. She decided to see the house that Kemper lived in first. It was out in the country, atleast forty-five minute's from where she lived. The car rolled silently along down a gravel road. Dust rolled from behind and she drove to a farm. Erin got out, took the baby, and then went to the door. She gasped, putting one hand to her mouth as she saw what was there.
Blood was smeared across the door, and it was smashed and torn to pieces. Erin thought that maybe this was the wrong place, but she knew this was it. She slowly entered. Maybe Kemper's parents were gone, to have a vacation or something. She looked around, her voice-box seemed to be blocked because it seemed that no words would come from her tongue. She looked up the steps and then stood in the center of the entry way. She then felt something land on her for-head, and wiped her head. Blood was smeared on her hand, and she felt her cut. No blood was from her cut. Erin felt it again, and then she looked up. On the ceiling was a corpse nailed to the ceiling. It was Kemper's dad, and one arm was cut off. She was about to scream, and she knew that Thomas was near somewhere. Erin placed one hand over her mouth and she ran out, and into the car. She quickly put the car in gear and drove away. Hopefully, she would get her parents if the man did not get to her parent's house.
