Aidan searched for Samara wherever he saw fit. But nowhere could she be found. Once Rachel arrived home he cried out to her and she drove around looking, with Aidan by her side in the passenger seat, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Rachel thought for moments through the silence her and her son shared. She drove, drove on, not one word between the two, until they got to their destination. Before them lay the house that Sam once called her own. She told Aidan to wait in the car while she went in to speak with the Morgans.
Richard was the only one of them there. Rachel asked not of Anna but of Sam. "What did you do to her? She was your daughter!"
He hit her skull with a metal hook that lay in his hand. She fell to the floor, still conscious. "My wife was not supposed to have a child!" Upstairs, he walked and into the restroom. The last thing she heard him say was "Cabin twelve," then Rachel left the house and drove off, her son at her side yet again.
She drove on to the only place she knew of in Washington where there were cabins. Not bothering to check in, she drove up to cabin twelve, almost through it.
She and Aidan ran in, calling out Samara's name.
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"Samara! Sam!" She heard voices call out her name. I must be hearing things. They wouldn't come for me. He wouldn't. Silent tears flowed from her though no one could see them, but she felt their presence. Inside she wished that he would come but would not say it to herself or say it aloud for fear that would make it true.