Everyone gathered all their personal belongings, after which they got up to walk back to the cabin. Kia, who had nobody else to talk to, began talking to Lori: "Okay… Dunno how you talked me into this to let him join us, I mean…"

Kane, who happened to be overhearing her, shouted: "'Scuse me, but if you have somethin' to tell me, do so, instead of talkin' to Lori!"

Kia almost literally sealed her lips. Some would say that some people just don't want her to talk at all.

Kane stopped Gibb, who had the beer, but before he could say anything, Gibb started: "...What?"

"I… er… Can I have another bottle?" he asked.

"Oh… er … sure." she said, sounding a little dissapointed, as if she really expected a proposal.

She gave him one, which Kane opened immediatly. Then he turned back to the lake.

Gibb did not understand why he just turned back, so she asked: "Aren't you gonna come with us?"

"No." he replied without looking at her, "They'd probably ask me lot's of more questions about both Jason and Krueger, and if I talk any more now, I'm afraid I'll lose my voice."

He took a sip of his beer, and added: "Plus I'm not used to stick around the crowd for too long."

Gibb smiled slightly, though whether that was because there was a funny undertone to what he just said or because she understood this demeaner at all, is unclear even to Gibb.

From a distance, Lori called at them: "Hey! Are you guys gonna come in, or what?"

Gibb turned to look at Lori, then back to Kane to say: "I… er… I'd better get going then. See ya."

"Bye!" he replied, looking at her from the right corner of his eye, because he didn't dare to look at her straight in the eyes.

Gibb entered the cabin, and closed the door behind her. Kia, who noticed that Kane didn't enter, didn't seem to understand why Gibb entered alone: "Isn't that motha…"

She stopped when she got an angry look from Gibb, then re-phrased herself: "Isn't Kane gonna get in?"

"No." Gibb replied, "He wanted to stay outside a bit longer."

Kia's facial expressions were pretty clear to make out that she was relieved.

About thirty minutes after sunset, Kane was still at the lake. Around that time, he wanted to take another sip from his bottle, but discovered that it was empty. Disappointed, he lowered his bottle, when suddenly he heard something snap. He looked behind him, but saw nothing, or anybody. Then a hand had reached for his right shoulder. He turns in horror to his right. It turned it was only Gibb, with two bottles of beer, both held with one arm.

"Aren't you a bit tense." Gibb remarked.

Kane sighed in relieve: "No. Just thought I heard something. That's all. What are you doing here ?"

She gave him one of the bottles, after which Kane said: "You're a live saviour!"

"Just thought you could use some company." she said, upon which she started to wrap her arms around him, attemting to kiss him even.

Kane started to act like he's surprised: "Wha… What are you d… doin'?"

Then he heard the snap again, and started looking around: "What was that?"

Not one second after he asked the question, a big guy with a hockey mask came from out of the bushes.

Kane was shocked to see the one guy he believed to be dead: "J… Jason?"

Kane grabbed Gibb by her right biceps, and pulled her up, to run into the woods, shouting: "Let's get outta here!"

They ran for what felt like hours. At long last, they had outrun Jason, and stopped for a moment to catch their breaths again.

"How... Who the hell...?" Kane began talking, but couldn't find a way to finish his sentence.

He didn't get a chance to do so either, for he heard something that sounded like something pounding through flesh. This was right next to him. He turned to look, only to see Gibb, with a machete sticking out of her chest and blood spurting out. Behind her, he saw the big guy with the mask, whom weilded the machete that stuck out of Gibb. Jason got her!

"Noooo…!" Kane cried.

Then both Gibb and Jason shifted into a man with a burnt face, red-and-green striped sweater and knives for fingers.

Kane recognised him: "Krueger?"

Freddy raised his hand, ready to attack Kane. Then a hand had reached for Kane's right shoulder. He turns in horror to his right. It was Gibb, with two bottles, again.

"Aren't you a bit tense." Gibb remarked.

Kane couldn't understand. He looked around. I'm not in the woods, he thought, I'm at the lake, and no Freddy Krueger, or Jason Voorhees in sight.

Kane sighed in relieve: "No. I was just daydreaming, but it got a little outta hand. What are you doing here?"

She gave him one of the bottles, after which Kane said: "You're a live saviour!"

Then he looked up almost horrified.

"Just thought you could use some company." she replied, just as she noticed the look on his face, "What is it ?"

"Deja-vu!?" he answered.

"Really?" Gibb asked surprised.

Kane shrugged, trying to forget about it, and said: "Never mind."

Gibb acted as if this didn't happen: "So… what were you daydreaming about?"

Kane was a little embarassed to tell, so he answered: "Does it matter?"

"Can't I be curious?" Gibb couldn't take no for an answer.