"Rosswood Park? Are you sure?", I asked Jay. He had just told me where we were going to find Tim, and to be honest I was already having doubts that Jay had a good idea of where we we should look. After what I've seen in the tapes, Rosswood seems like a bad idea.

"I know it might not seem like it's smart...". It is'nt. "...But I just know that Tim is going to be here. Besides, is'nt it always the most unlikely place?"

"I guess", I mumbled as Rosswood Park soon came into sight. If it was'nt for the fact that it was Tim, I would have suggested to Jay that we wait 'till morning to look out in the woods, but I could'nt. I had to find Tim. No matter what.

As soon as we parked the car we got out and turned on our flashlights. I felt a bit like an idiot for forgetting my glasses as my sight was'nt the best in darkness, and sometimes things tended to be a bit blurry around the edges then unless there was a reasonable amount of light nearby.

"Ready, Rebecca?", Jay asked me.

"Does it really matter at this point?"

The walk through the woods was tense. The only sounds we heard were the crickets' symphony and the occaisinally hoot of an owl. I stayed close to Jay, afraid of what may happen if I was'nt within arms length of him. This sort of reminded me of when we broke into that house, except we were outdoors.

"Hey, look". Jay pointed to the ground and looking closely I could make out what appeared to be footsteps.

"We've got to be on the right track then", I said and looked around us for any sign of movement.

"Let's keep going then", Jay said and we countinued to walk down the trail.

"Tim", Jay called out, but there was no response, even when I called out. This went on for some time. We walked while calling out for Tim, sometimes yelling loudly. I was feeling tired but I forced myself to keep moving, even when I felt unnerved by the way the tree branches arched over us.

"Tim", I yelled out shortly before I heard a sound behind us. Like running. Me and Jay looked back quickly to see who was there, but there was no one there which just made my stress levels rise a bit more then they were already. When we turned back the way we had been walking, I was surprised to see Tim with his mask on, walking towards us.

"Tim", me and Jay said, almost simultaneously. For that brief moment I felt a happiness in my heart. But is was replaced by fear when he ran at us.

"God damn it!", Jay yelled before grabbing my arm and running in the opposite direction. Tim- or Masky rather- still ran after us, and was right on our tail. We soon came to a wall of vines and Jay turned off his flashlight and I did the same before we went behind some. I was trying to keep my breathing even as I felt some of my sweat on my face. Things were deffinetly not going the way we wanted them to.

It was'nt long till Masky appeared, running by us. Jay kept an arm out in front of me, possibly as a way of telling me not to do anything to attract Masky's attention. Either that or he was prepaired to quickly grab me if necessary.

Masky walked back, looking for us no doubt. At first it seemed he was going in our direction but then he turned his back on us to look through some vines across from us. I felt myself shake along with my lower lip as he then looked at the vines we were behind. I wanted to close my eyes and put myself into a belief that not seeing him would mean he could'nt see me, but that would just be a foolish thing to do.

All of a sudden, Masky shot his arm out and nearly grabbed me, but me and Jay were quick enough to get out of reach and began running again.

"What do we do?", I asked Jay as we ran. It would be nice to know that there was something we could do other then run.

"I don't know, but just running and hiding I guess", was all Jay said as we came to a big tree with a thick base and multiple branches sticking out. We went behind it and lightly panted as we tried to catch our breath. To be honest, I would have expected to hear coughing, since Tim was a smoker. Maybe the Masky persona was'nt affected by that?

There was'nt much time to think though, because just as we turned around, Masky was suddenly there and moved to tackle us. Jay pushed me out of the way, yelling at me to run, before Masky shoved him to the ground while I ran away out of fear.

I did'nt run too far away. I just ran to some bushes a certain distance away and crouched down. I'm not sure why I did'nt just run away completely, but I guess it came down to two things. I did'nt know where I was exactly, and I just could'nt abandone Jay and Tim here, even if one of them was possibly going to kill me.

I heard Jay's muffled yelling, shortly followed by dragging, and peeking out through the bushes I could confirm Jay being dragged of by Maksy. It was only a few seconds later that Hoodie appeared and took the camera. He looked around though instead of walking away. He was probably keeping an eye out for me. The minute it took for him to leave felt more like fifteen to me. I then had to quickly make a decision. I could stay here till the sun came up, or I could try to follow those two and rescue Jay. Looking at my options, I'm possibly going to die either way.

'I can't believe I'm actually going to do this', I thought to myself before I started crawling thrugh the bushes and plants, keeping a carefull eye on where I moved so not to make too much noise. I would stop every now and then, just incase I got too close and drew attention to myself.

Eventually, I spotted a shack. I took a wild guess that maybe that's where Masky and Hoodie were taking Jay. I was a bit hesitant to move closer, but I was already this far and I could'nt just stop here, so with great reluctance I slowly crawled over, praying that I would get out of this alive. As soon as I got near an old window, I gulped and leaned up to pear in. I could make out Jay was sat in the middle of the room, and Hoodie was kneeling in front of him...man, if the female fans saw this, they would get lots of dirty ideas...then again, with everything that's happened tonight, I would'nt be surprised if someone were to write a fic about this with some kinky stuff in it.

A sudden movement brought me back to reality though. Hoodie was know looking out the window at me!

"Shit", I hissed under my breath and quickly moved to run. It's not like moving on my hands and feet would do much good, would it?

But even then life seemed to hate me, because just as I was about to run around the shack, Masky rushed out from behind the corner and pinned me to the wall, his grip on my wrists seemed strong enough to leave bruises.

My eyes were wide in fear as I looked at Masky, trying and failing to keep my breathing calm. 'What was going to happen now?', was the question I thought as I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw. This was'nt...the end, was it? However what happened next made me open my eyes again in shock.

I felt his mask against the side of my face, nuzzling me there. I then realised how much of an idiot I was to forget about what happened about...two years I think. He followed me when I was investigating my dissapearance back in 2000, and he was actually acting affectionate with me. I guess I could relax a little. I wondered who exactly Masky was. Was he a split personality? Was he simply what Tim becomes when needed for...what ever he's needed for? No matter who he was, he was still Tim and he had his own way of showing affection to me...it was just kinda creepy at times.

I had enjoyed the contact to be honest. It felt a bit soothing to be honest. However when I felt his hand go around my throat, I tensed and used my now free hand to grab his and move it away. He however grabbed it and moved it into the grip he had on my other then put his free hand over my eyes and I mentally panicked as I tried to figure out what Masky was going to do.

I felt taken back when I suddenly felt a warm tongue on my neck. He was giving little licks on it, mostly around my throat area. I was stunned and did'nt know how to feel about this exactly. It was deffinetly not something I had expected tonight. It was kinda though, and made me relax a little.

I felt him remove his tongue and a short time after he removed his hand from my eyes and pressed the lips of his mask onto mine. I closed my eyes and let my lips move a little, imagining that they were Tim's real lips rather then plastic ones.

It came as a sudden shock when I felt a grip around my throat, choking the breath out of me. As crazy as it might have been, I did'nt bother to struggling, even when I started to gasp for breath. Call me crazy, but I trusted Masky. He had other opportunities to kill me and did'nt, so why now? I just decide I would go along with this and let him make me unconcious. The sooner I get knocked out, the sooner I can wake up and find Tim.

"Rebecca, wake up", I felt a hand grip my arm and shake me, but I just groaned and tried to pull my arm away.

"Daddy, I don't wanna go to school today".

"Wake up". I forced my eyes open, flinching at the amount of sunlight before I saw Jay.

"J-Jay", I mumbled and stood up with some difficulty. Jay had to help me as I got steady on my knees. I could see I was still at the shack. In the same spot I was with Masky if I'm not mistatken. At the thought of Masky I immeadietly asked Jay,

"Where's Tim?"

"He just woke up a few seconds ago, but he's wandered off. C'mon", Jay said before started to walk in the direction Tim went in, followed by me. I soon saw Tim on a trail, looking around in a somewhat dazed manner. Well, we had Tim was okay now. At least that's what I hoped.

But he was alive, and that's the main thing.

I'm not sure if I'll write straight away in my notebook if we find our way to the car. I want to see what Tim will decide next before writing anything down

But, I do wish he might be willing to give me a second chance. If Masky's actions are anything to go by, Tim may still care for me, the same way I care for him.