A couple of hours later they started waking up. Kathryn was the first to get fully woken up and was relieved they weren't back at the camp grounds. She'd been worried that they would. Considering all the other things they'd dealt with. Carefully getting up as she stretched her arms out. Clay carefully got up as well. Yawning as he glanced around the bedroom they shacked up in. Looking disappointed that it wasn't just a dream. He sighed as he cracked his neck then popped his shoulders. Andy rubbed his eyes as he got up off the floor. Looking over at the pair, Andy muttered,"I really wish we could go home."

Kathryn nodded her head as she toyed with her hair. Wishing that she was home and could take a shower. Get a toothbrush for her gross feeling mouth. Running her tongue over her teeth, she said,"Me too. I'd give anything for a toothbrush."

"I'd love a hot shower.",Clay stated. Another thing the other two wanted as well. Along with something to eat. Which they all hoped that they could find something to eat. But they'd figure that out later. Right now, they needed to think of how to get away from this place. While they stood in the bedroom, Andy asked,"The Hell brought us here anyway?"

"I'm not sure...I mean I was at home, fell asleep and woke up here.",Kathryn said. Remembering that weird tingling sensation that came over her. She told this to the other two, who said they had that sensation as well. Clay pointing out that he'd fallen asleep with that kind of sensation too. That he had a headache before hand and just wanted to sleep it off. He pointed out,"It was like my limbs were falling asleep or something."

"I was in a hospital and that happened to me too.",Andy chimed in. He hadn't been sedated when they put him in a holding cell. Mostly, to keep him there until they could get a hold of other police. It was the strangest sensation in the world. And he was surprised that they had a similar sensation. Toying with the almost-broken bat, he asked,"Did you guys experience anything else? Like see anything off?"

"No, I just fell asleep and woke up on the floor of a cabin.",Kathryn answered. While Clay said that he woke up on a bunk bed mattress. That was odd. Since he had woken up next to the actual lake. Well, more accurately, was woken up by a lady screaming her head off. Gotten up in time to see a woman being chased by that hockey masked man. Not trying to think of the memory, Andy said,"Well, that's something we don't have in common then. I woke up near the lake."

"I'm going to guess our 'friends' probably woke up the same way.",he added. Not that he'd ask any of those assholes to confirm. It didn't matter to him if they did or not. Clay was thinking this as well. Twirling the ax in his hand as he thought of this. He wondered what exactly brought them there. And for what purpose as well. Partially thinking that it was to give their former almost murderers another shot? Kathryn toyed with her hair as she thought about it was too. She stated,"It feels like we're being brought to help their revenge or something."

"But by what?",she asked. Not really speaking to them and more to herself. As she toyed with her hair, she started pacing the floor. Trying to think of what could do that. Unsure of whether or not it could be a human being that brought them there. Though, that was definitely not possible. No human being could do all that these folks had done. Right up to the tingling sensation that they experienced. At least she didn't think there was any possible way. Stopping midstride, she questioned,"You think normal human beings could make this happen?"

"I don't think so, Kathy.",Clay answered. As it felt a little too much for normal human beings to be able to pull off. At least in his mind. Since all of them were in completely different states. And he highly doubted anyone would kidnap three random people for this. None of them had anything really in common or were anything alike. Aside, from the fact that they all survived almost being murdered by hard to kill serial killers. Shoving those thoughts aside, he added,"I mean we live in different states and we're nothing alike."

"Well, we're survivors. That's one thing we've got in common.",Andy pointed out. Kathryn nodded her head at this information. Setting her foot down as she mulled that over. Survivors. All of them were survivors of three killers. Publicly known killers. Though, she doubted any fans of these fuckers could pull this off. If they had any in the very least. Pushing those thoughts aside as she let go of her hair. Turning to the men, she suggested,"Maybe that's why we're here? We're survivors and someone wants us to reface these monsters?"

Both men stared at each other than at her. It was clear they thought that but, weren't entirely convinced it was true. And neither was she for that matter. But, it was the only thing that made sense in her mind. Even if she couldn't fully explain why it did. Kathryn toyed with her hair again as she shrugged her shoulders. Andy sighed as he said,"Okay, that's weird theory. But it's the only one we got so far."

"So we should keep an eye out for anyone suspicious.",Clay stated. With that, they pushed the furniture out of the way. Freezing when they heard a door open from somewhere downstairs. All of them staring at each other as they stood there. Unsure if they were hearing someone possibly coming home. Or if they were hearing the three killers. Instead of waiting for them, they carefully made their way to a window. Andy opened it up as quietly as he could. Kathryn going through it first before Clay. Then, finally Andy following suit. The sound of footsteps rushing up the stairs towards the door of the room. That's all he needed to hear as he scrambled across the roof after Kathryn and Clay. While they hurried over it, Andy briefly glanced back. Noticing there was someone in the room. But not getting a clear look at them as they scrambled off the roof. Not wanting to stick around to find out if it was one of the killers or not.

Those idiots managed to escape. He shouldn't be so surprised that they managed to get away. Or that they were surviving this long. Their killers weren't exactly the sharpest tools in the shed. It wouldn't be that difficult for them to get away. Rolling his eyes, he mumbled,"How in the Hell aren't they dead yet?"

"I can't believe we've wasted so much power on these nobodies.",he added. Tapping his talons against the window frame as the figures darted out of sight. Turning to the other figure in the room, he asked,"What in the world were we thinking?"

"It was supposed to be fun and it has been.",the lanky pale woman answered. Her bright yellow eyes were full of glee as she stared into his own. The other demon toyed with her short black jacket for a little bit. Toying with the zipper as she continued,"They're tougher than they look. I thought they'd die within the first day."

"And yet they survived longer than that. Despite how hard we've made things for them.",she added. Giggling as she rubbed her own talons together. At least one of them was having fun with this. But he couldn't find anything fun or hilarious about this. It was starting to get very annoying. He rolled his eyes as he turned his sights to the forest. Those three were more trouble than they were worth. And he just wanted this whole damn 'game' over with already. Chewing his bottom lip, he muttered,"This is just fucking stupid is what is."

"You're such a bore, Oak.",she muttered. Oak turned to her with an annoyed glare. It was true. This was just fucking stupid. Why in the Hell did she find this amusing in the slightest bit? Setting his hands on his hips, Oak said,"It is. This whole thing feels unnecessary and childish."

"Why are you so invested in these humans for, Lavender?",he asked. Turning his attention back to the window as he thought it over. Lavender came over to the window as she answered,"Because they've survived things that normal humans usually don't."

"Think of it, Oak. Not many humans have ever survived a vengeful sleep ghost.",she said. Which was true. There barely were any who had. And most of them died thanks to how easily sick human beings get. She grinned as she continued,"Or a revenant of that caliber. And I've never seen a human soul placed in a strange doll like that."

"They're almost like us in a way.",she added. Which he supposed was true. They weren't anything like normal humans anymore. The burned man was definitely on his way to be a true demon along with the doll and masked figure. And their would-be victims seemed to be made of sterner stuff than most. Very few humans could survive them. Oak was even tempted to kidnap any of them to dissect them and figure out what they were made of. Ignoring this, he said,"I suppose those three are. But that doesn't explain why you're bothering with any of this."

"You can't possibly find watching mortals survive this type of thing that fun.",he added. There had to be more to it than that. Much more than he could possibly see. Just what in the world was it? He turned to stare at her as she said,"If we record this and the others see it, we can profit off of it."

"So many of our kind will watch it and we'll be so popular.",she stated. Cupping his face carefully in her talons as she stared into his eyes. Grinning widely as she continued,"No more having to hide or doing others bidding anymore. Just us having enough power to do as we please. Imagine it."

Oak tried to imagine it as he stared into her yellow eyes. Doing whatever they wished and not bending to someone's will. It sounded like a beautiful dream to him. But he worried that their plan wouldn't work. As these survivors had survived so far. Would their plan still work if they managed to kill their attackers? He gently gripped her wrists as he tried to give her a smile. Though, he guessed he failed by the look on her face. Lavender sighed as she said,"I know it'll work. And when it does, I'll show you the next batch that I have planned."

"And believe me, they're even tougher than these guys.",she added. Pulling him closer, she gave him a kiss on his nose. Pressing their foreheads together as she stared into his bright orange eyes. Oak gave a soft sigh and nodded his head carefully. Not wanting to bump her nose or poke her in the eye with one of his horns. If she said that this would work. Then he'd believe her. Everything else she'd ever tried with him worked well so far. Why wouldn't this? Oak muttered,"Alright, Lavender. If you say this will work, then I'll give it a fair shot."

"Wouldn't hurt to keep the game going and see if it gets more fun.",he added. Really, what was the harm in indulging her a little bit? Lavender gave a peal of laughter as she let go of his face. Pulling away as she happily danced around the room. Making him smile slightly as he watched her. Soon as she was done, she asked him to go find the killers. Put them on the path towards their little group of human survivors so they could try again. And to see what kind of plans they were coming up with while they hadn't been watching them. Oak nodded his head at this as he blinked himself to their location. Keeping a careful eye on the three men. Who were gathering up strange metal tools that he'd never seen before. Putting a few in places they seemed to guess the survivors would go. At least he believed they were doing as such. Part of him wanted to read their minds to find out. But he knew that wasn't a wise decision. As he believed the doll killer would sense him somehow.

There was something strange about him and he couldn't guess what. There was this strange aura around him and it distured the demon. Something that felt cold, ancient, and...familiar. Shoving these thoughts aside, he kept his eyes trained on them. They seemed to be heading in the right direction to catch up to their prey. All they needed was a push. Something that would show them the right way-a thought hit him at that moment and a smirk came to his face. Oak tilted his head to the side as he thought of the young woman's screams. Opening his mouth, he let out a bone chilling shriek of terror. One that sounded very much like that young woman he'd captured the other day. Making sure it sounded like it came from where he last saw the real one go.

All three men whipped their heads toward the sound. The doll pointed to the direction as he said something to the others. Who nodded their heads as they carefully set the metal traps down. Then they made their way towards the trio as fast as they could. It was hard for Oak to keep his laughter to himself as he watched them move.

This was going to be fun.

The trio briefly stopped in their tracks at the sound of the scream. Both men stared at Kathryn then over their shoulders. That sounded like her. But it couldn't have been. What in the Hell just screamed like her just then?

It was hard to understand. Kathryn stared around the woods as she put a hand over her own mouth. Trying to understand just how her voice came from no where. She stared at the men as she gave them a fearful look. They returned it as they all started running again as fast as they could. Not wanting to stop for one second as they feared the killers would get to them if they did. All of them guessing that they probably heard that scream. And definitely were coming after them. As they ran, Andy listened carefully for the killers. Only hearing the sound of his heart beat in his ears. Feeling it slam against his rib cage as they made their way down the hiking trail. There was no way that none of those monsters hadn't heard that fake Kathryn scream. He knew they did. But what in the world had made that terrible scream? It sounded as if someone had recorded her voice or something.

But why. And for what purpose? His panicked brain couldn't come up with one as he hurried after the pair. Now, and then glancing over his shoulder to be sure the killers weren't behind them just yet. Feeling both relieved and terrified when they weren't. Relieved that they weren't there.

Terrified that he didn't know where they were.

Clay had similar thoughts. What in the world was that really? It couldn't have been the real Kathryn. He'd been staring at her when the scream rang out. Her mouth had been closed. Who could have screamed in her voice like that? Why would something scream like that? His brain kept going over the scenario over and over again. Unable to come up with an answer that didn't sound outlandish. All he could think of is that whatever brought them there did it. And the purpose was for their own amusement. Keep the three of them running so the killers knew where they were. Or possibly until they were too tired to move anymore. Whatever came first. As they ran, he kept an eye out for any sign of the kidnappers and the killers. Fearing that if he didn't see them, they'd catch up with them.

Praying they were getting far enough away.

While both men were thinking the scenario over, Kathryn was freaking out. Unsure of what to make of the strange screamer that had her voice. It felt as if something supernatural was happening. More so then when Freddy had attacked her two years ago. Something that she wasn't sure could possibly happen to her or anyone else. But the scream was proof enough that it could. Her teeth dug into her bottom lip as they ran along the trail. Turning down another one that was seemed to be secluded as they moved. Wondering how it sounded like her and unlike her at the same time. Almost as if there was a human sized parrot running around the camp grounds or something. Putting those thoughts aside, she kept a careful eye on the forest as they found a spot to stop. Holding her arms around herself as she turned to both men next to her. She questioned,"Do you think we're far enough away?"

"I th-think so...for now, at least.",Andy answered. There was no real way of telling just yet. He knew they were going to have to move soon. Probably in the next few minutes. But for now, they needed to come up with a plan. Anything to keep the killers from finding them again. Clay stated,"That noise. It sounded like you."

"How in the Hell did that sound like Kathryn?",he asked. Obviously not expecting an answer out of anyone. As neither of them had a clear idea over what it could have been. Whatever it was, it was out there along with the killers. And obviously wasn't on their side. After all, why would whatever that was scream in Kathryn's voice? They had to know that the scream would lead the killers straight to them. It definitely would get them killed in no time. And none of them doubted that was what the thing wanted. As they stood together, Kathryn muttered,"I guess we're really being watched after all."

"By what though? What could be watching us and doing something like that?",Andy questioned. It sounded strange in his mind. But he definitely felt like she was right about them being watched. As they stood together, he said,"I mean it seems utterly crazy."

"Yeah, but we've dealt with crazier things.",Kathryn reminded. After all, they'd survived weirder things than that. Chucky and Freddy were proof of that. She informed him of that as she toyed with her hair again. Then she said,"At least my theory isn't entirely wrong...well, I think it isn't entirely wrong."

"I wish you were wrong.",Clay stated. But with the disturbing sounding voice, he knew full well that she wasn't. There was someone watching them. And probably watching them right now. He glanced along the forest as he thought this. Feeling his stomach twist with anxiety as they started back down the trail. Unsure of where it would lead them.

But hoping it would keep some distance between them and the killers.

"Why in the Hell did she scream like that?",Chucky asked. And had been asking for the past twenty minutes or so. It didn't make sense to him that Kathryn would scream. She knew that would lead them to her and the other survivors. There was no good reason for her to scream at the top of her lungs like that. Chucky toyed with Freddy's sweater as they moved along. He gripped it tight as he answered,"She wouldn't. Your kid isn't that fucking stupid."

"You know she isn't. There's no way she'd just scream like that.",he added. Freddy slowed slightly as he glanced over at the doll. Seemingly thinking that as well. He chewed his bottom lip, Freddy seemed to be realizing this for himself. Grabbing Freddy's chin, Chucky turned his head to look at him. Looking him in the eye, Chucky stated,"It has to be a trap. There's no other reason why she'd do that and you know it."

With that, they all slowed to a stop in the middle of the trail. Jason turned to them as he stared at Freddy then Chucky. Looking at Freddy, Jason tilted his head in confusion. At the dawning realization of this fact, Freddy muttered,"You've got a point...she'd definitely pull something like that."

"But do we really have any other choice?",he asked. Pulling his chin away from the doll's grip as he held his hand up. That made Chucky sigh as he rolled his eyes in annoyance. There were several things they could do. Like go back and grab one of the traps that Jason had. He pointed this out to the burned man and looked at Jason. Asking him to quickly grab one so they could use it on the survivors. Just in case. Jason nodded his head and went to gather a trap. As he hurried along, Freddy stared after him then at Chucky. Hoping that whatever he was planning was going to work.