The window shattered when a branch from a nearby tree tore through it. Ashley ran to the tape recorder and turned the machine off. Cheryl was sobbing into her hands as she ran into her room. Ash whirrled around again to Scott. "Scott, you knew not to play it, I mean...I mean you knew it was upsetting her and she was upsetting Fable. You just don't know when you're carrying something too far." Scott kicked at the floor, shoving his hands into his pants pockets. "Big deal, it's just a joke, shit," he mumbled. Shelly took him by the arm, leading him to their bedroom. "You'd think she's three years old or something." Scott slammed the door as the father handed Fable to her mother. Ashley sighed and moved towards the broken window. Ash reached through it and closed the outside shutters. "He's really been bothering you hasn't he?" asked Siouxsie. He walked back over to his wife and kissed her hairline. "No. It's not Scott. Scotty's okay. It's just that ever since we came up here, things have been a little too tense," Ashley admitted. "All these crazy things going on. And look at that window- we're gonna have to pay for that window now." Siouxsie watched as Ash kissed the still screaming Fable. "It'll be better tomorrow. Things'll smooth out, you'll see." "I hope so," he said. Ashley looked at Siouxsie lovingly for a long moment. "What'ya say we stay up for a while and listen to the storm?" "Deal," smiled Siouxsie as she handed a more calm Fable to her daddy. "Lemme check on Cheryl. I'll be right back." From across the room, he watched as she opened Cheryl's door. Siouxsie asked if she is all right, and got a muffled reply. Ashley removed the small box he showed to his sister earlier and placed it in Fable's swaddle. Ash glanced behind to Siouxsie. She closed Cheryl's door and walked back to find he was sound asleep with their daughter in his arms. She spied the box. Siouxsie reached for the box and Ashley opened his eyes to watch. She looked at him, but his eyes were closed again in time to still appear fast asleep. Siouxsie turned her attention back to the box. Ash watched again wide-eyed as she removed it from their daughter's blanket. Quickly, Siouxsie turned to him but as expected, he is sleeping like a baby. She began to turn back towards the box. Ashley pulled this same stunt when he proposed. Ash opened his eyes, but Siouxsie turned back again, just in time, to catch him with his eyes wide open. "Ah ha!" giggled his wife. "Stealing from a baby, eh?" he chuckled, kissing his wife before placing his daughter back in her bassinet. "It's for you." Siouxsie opened the box. "It better be good," she purred as Ashley hooked an arm around her. A silver magnifying glass necklace is revealed. "Oh Ash, it's beautiful." Siouxsie kissed her husband. Ashley broke away and removed the necklace from the box and puts it around her neck. "I was going to give it to you on Mother's Day but things go so hectic, this is the first chance I've had," said Ash fastening the necklace around her slender neck. "Do you like it?" Siouxsie moved to the mirror. "It's beautiful. I really love it," she said, she sounded breathless. Siouxsie turned to her husband who wrapped his arms around her slender waist. "I'll never take it off." Something from outside the cabin watched as Ashley and Siouxsie embraced. The force that had been watching them moved around the house to another window. The silhouette of Scott and Shelly undressing can be seen. The force continued around and arrived at Cheryl's window. Inside, it watched as she brushed her hair in front of the mirror for a moment, then sat down her brush, with a light wooden clunk, and moved towards the window. She stopped to uncrumple the sketch drawn earlier, took a quick glance at it, then out to the dark woods. Cheryl's ears could faintly hear some kind of sound, the same sound that she had earlier in the cellar. A noise almost like that of something breathing. The evil entity rounded the corner of the cabin as Cheryl walked through the rooms to the front door. Ash and Siouxsie watched as she left, both bewildered. The door closed behind her. Her brother just stared at the door as Siouxsie left the room. She rushed back, pulling her leather jacket on, slipping out the door. Outside, the wind was shaking the tree branches, sending dead leaves fluttering about. "Is anybody out there?" called Cheryl. "Cheryl!?" screamed Siouxsie. She shouldn't be that far behind her. Cheryl stopped dead in her tracks. "I know someone's out there...I heard you...I heard you in the cellar!" she growled. Suddenly, Cheryl became chilled and she shivered. She folded her arms around herself and stood, listening. There was only darkness and the sounds of the evening wind blowing through the trees. A cry deep within the woods was heard by not only Cheryl but by Siouxsie as well. They both froze. Whispering in the distance could be heard, growing louder and a soft wail could be heard by both girls- like that of something long since dead, dredged up to roam the earth again. Cheryl turned around and saw her sister-in-law. They smiled at each other. Suddenly, a rustling came from a group of trees behind Cheryl. She stopped and both girls frowned. No sound. Nothing moved. To the left a twig snaps suddenly. Then, all at once, the entire forest became alive in a flurry of chaotic noises and movement. Snake-like vines wrapped around Cheryl's ankles and slithered up her legs. Tree branches near by begin to claw and rake at her. The force is now moving through the woods toward her. Cheryl and Siouxsie's scream broke through the night air. Siouxsie grabbed her knife and sliced at the vines around Cheryl's legs. Both girls ran back to the cabin, with the force following in suit.