"She does." Shelly and Siouxsie looked back at Cheryl. "She hasn't found it yet." Shelly bit her lip in fear. Cheryl had been so quiet just moments ago and now she was talking with no expression. Ashly grabbed Fable and Siouxise moved closer to Ash. "Doesn't surprise me. She's taking after daddy. Dumb, dumb, stupid!"
Faster and faster, louder and louder she repeats those words. Dumb, dumb, stupid! Cheryl's eyes flipped back into her head, revealing them to be bone white. Shelly scooted back to join Ash and Siouxsie. Cheryl began to jerk like a white-eyed marionette.
"Why have you disturbed our sleep, awakened us from our ancient slumber? You will die. Like the others before you!" cackled Cheryl, in a voice that was unlike her own sweet voice. "We will take you one by one. All of you ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Cheryl let out a gruff scream as she collapsed to the floor. "Oh my G-d! Scott, get in here!" screamed the father as he tucked Fable closer to his chest. "Hurry!"
Shelly moved towards Cheryl, worried about her friend. She lifted her head gently. Cheryl appeared unconscious but behind her, she reached for a pen. "Did you see her eyes?" asked Shelly. Ashly and Siouxsie nodded, their eyes both filled with fright. "I'm scared! What's wrong with her?"
"What happened to her?" asked Scott, not seeing why Ash had freaked out in the first place.
Cheryl's hand clutched itself around the pen. "Look at her eyes, Scott!" cried Shelly.
His hand reached for her eyes to inspect them but they snapped opened. The pen in her hand raced upwards then came down sharply, slashing and ripping into Siouxsie's boot. "Whoa!" screamed Mrs. Williams fiercely.
The pen was raised again. Ashly grabbed his sister's arm, stopping her from hurting his wife but with a powerful swipe, she swung her free arm at Siouxsie. Mrs. Williams sprawled across the cabin floor, knocking into Fable's bassinet. Cheryl turned to him, almost lifting him off of the ground. "Ash!" cried his wife.
She sent her brother's body reeling across the room into a bookcase. Ashly caused the bookcase to topple over, trapping him beneath it's weight. Shelly stood, screaming, as Ash's sister strolled over to him, the pen ready to stab him. Her brother struggled to pull himself out but with no avail. Cheryl was almost upon Ashly when Scott grabbed her from behind.
Effortlessly, she tossed him off and moved towards Ash once more. Scott climbed to his feet and grabbed his axe. Ash's sister raised the pen above her brother's face when Scott gave her a sharp jab in her jaw with the wooden handle. Cheryl stumbled past Siouxsie and fell backwards, head first into the cellar. She started to climb back out until Scott slammed the trap door shut on her head. It won't close. Ash's sister began to push the trap door open. Scott climbed on top and was almost thrown off but he took the idea from Mrs. Williams eyes and rammed the butt of his axe upon her protruding head.
Demented screams rang out through the cabin, chilling the blood of the adults and making Fable scream out. Scott managed to get Cheryl into the cellar and managed to secure the chain across the trap door.